Who decides whats normal? Who decides whats abnormal? Do we have a tendency to try and make our behaviors appear normal even if they are considered by most to be abnormal? How would you feel if you thought you were normal and someone in an position of authority informed you that you're a freak?
Greetings Bro! I'll tell you this. I get so nervous every time I conduct at the pulpit that what's "abnormal" is what takes place on the porcelain throne before the meeting starts. Anxiety sucks! After the meeting is like the choirs of heaven bursting with song. However, I am called to serve in such capacity and so, I go and do.
My wifes family are hard working sensible and extremely nice. My family is a bunch of freaks! This is the scary part I'm the closest to any form of normal. Yes it's sad but true, I hate going to my inlaws house and seeing the horror in their eyes when I tell them what my families been up to!