Explanation: My parents left me when I was 4 due to being attached to very mind destructive items, 8 years later my older brother gets into an argument with my adoptive mother and decides to tell me and my other siblings that we are adopted (in which I have never remembered this information) come to find out that I was in fact adopted... and it made me start to think if I was even wanted by my own parents, the more I started to overthink it the more I became sad, my adoptive parents separated and my mom moved to Kentucky (where I live now) the only memory of my dad is the color purple...
And this is why purple is my favorite color
