I have always considered myself to be a lefty from my early teenage years onwards, being a skinhead just didn’t feel right. I wish I could tell you a story with some depth as to my early years but truthfully, there isn’t one. Fact is, back then, you chose, either skinhead or lefty. I went the other way, most likely because of some girl, a friend, the music, the parties, seriously, I really don’t remember.
Right away, I am not talking about emotional pain, that’s a whole book in itself, but physical pain. I am not even entirely sure there is a point to this train of thought other than it being ever so present again today.