I See Me

The day I turned nineteen, I expected to gain what little freedom I could within the restrictions of my bank account and the hallucinations that had haunted me for the last six years. I expected to drive away from a life that had been dictated by the tragedy of others and shaped by the care of strangers. I expected to be alone. Actually, I relished the idea of being alone.Instead, I found fear I thought I'd overcome. Uncertainty I thought I'd painstakingly planned away. And terror that was ...