I am a born homosexual, an outlier who is not accepted by others, burdened with the sin I was born with, and constantly looking for a way out and my own happiness.
When I was young, my mother often said that I was stupid. Maybe I thought so myself and was unwilling to admit it, so I hated others calling me stupid. I hated the word "stupid". Is it God's mercy? I actually met him. Such a good person was so stupid, so stupid that he fell in love with me. Does this mean that stupid people have stupid blessings?