When I was almost 13 I was ripe for religion. I was actually just plain ripe.
We heard stories about fakery and decoys at revivals. I never personally saw any trickery.
Life seemed so simple and joyous when I was growing up.
I did feel from day one that I was a born performer.
Today we live in a cash-for-trash world. Anyone can stand up and say anything unkind, unfair or completely untrue about you, and then they are rewarded financially for it ... because life is unfair.
I think sometimes the very reason we go through something is so that we can be empathetic with another person later on.