I remember the sad time in lifeskills. waiting for someone and REALLY SEEING THAT THEY WOULD NEVER COME AND FIND ME, REALIZING I WAS TRAPPED IN A BODY THAT WAS A TOMB, TOTALLY REAFFIRMING AND POISONING ALL SADNESS INTO DESPAIR. RELATIONSHIPS WHERE PEOPLE JUST STARED OR LOOKED AWAY REINFORCED THE HOPELESS TRAP EACH DAY BECAME. QUESTIONS ABOUT WHEN BECAME FAIRYTALES OF SHAME AND PRISONS OF THOUGHT. WAS ANYONE EVER GOING TO KNOW I WAS HERE OR WOULD IT ALWAYS BE LIKE THIS?

John Smyth 2-22-2012