Like anyone cared where I was, or who I was.

How does he do it? Live. With the fear of death every day. I don't fear death as much as I fear the thought of living.

I shouldn't have been there. I should never have been born.

I'm sorry you don't get it, Mom. Sometimes I don't get why I do the things I do. I just know I wake up every morning and wish I was dead.

No one ever found out what was happening inside me. How the pain was eating me away. No one ever came to my rescue, or stood up for me.

Like anyone cared where I was, or who I was.

My mother read that parents should spend quality time with their children. One way is to sign up for organized activities together. This month we're taking meditation to free the mind. Last month it was Rolfing. Have you ever Rolfed, Tone?" "Only after the school's shepherd's pie," I said.