“I have put her through hell, and that knowledge pokes and prods at me. This poor woman has had to find me, crouched behind the boiler in our basement, hiding and raking my arms against the bricks. Drawing blood and trying to find my way back to reality. Trying to get away from things, she couldn't see.
"I JUST WANT TO DIE!" I screamed so loud the house shook and my throat hurt for days!”
“I have put her through hell, and that knowledge pokes and prods at me. This poor woman has had to find me, crouched behind the boiler in our basement, hiding and raking my arms against the bricks. Drawing blood and trying to find my way back to reality. Trying to get away from things, she couldn't see.
"I JUST WANT TO DIE!" I screamed so loud the house shook and my throat hurt for days!”