Nam, I really wish I had your bravery. I dread the day if it comes that my surpressed memories become clear from my childhood as the glimps horrify me, but also find it strange that things I used to remember and knew it happened as an adult parts have just been filed away with those lost memories too. I hope to get to where you are in a zone to handle it.

I never could understand when I was at my happiest point in my life and bought my first farm and life was so good my world came crashing down around me like a house of cards. Maybe it was the sense of security, letting my guard down... I no longer did little things like walk with my keys in my fist and one key pointing out like a spike in my fist ready to strike back... goofy huh?