I might be 20, but I feel 40 already. Not because I smoke, but because I have carried the lonely burden of being the only deaf child in the late '90s having learned, from the time I was 2 until I was 5, to speak English similar to my peers in Northern Utah. I was adopted as a Mormon project, a counterpart to the Native American version. Interesting. I learned something new and experienced another of life's ironies.
Having the IQ of 152, congenital hearing defect, and Asperger's Syndrome to result in a savant, I was isolated by differences of hearing ability, language grade, mental health, and emotional stability. I was alone to wade through the drama with just my instincts. I'm not biracial, but the deaf have so much of their own culture that you might as well list them as a separate race. But Deaf family history was rudely interrupted by 2 hearing generations.
Interesting that it was mentioned that most exmormons are more likely to be older and have families at the time. I'm actually old enough to marry and I haven't. However, I did know that this forum is likely to match with my wickedness even in swearing very colorfully. Before registering, I read the rules concerning swearing and thought it was fair. So I post the warning in respect to the owner's of this house, and do my best to get along with all, no matter what.
Thanks for the welcome, all of you. I look forward to many conversations in the future. I'm glad I figured it out young, but I can still use the advice.