Letters to Carol

In elementary school the entire classroom except for one boy named Clark, called me "The Blob." Heartbroken and scared, after school I went home to a mother who made fun of me daily in our home. The constant pain and suffering in life, left it up to me to find happiness. Soon as I uncovered the bullies in my life, I understood how alone I was. All of this pain and disenfranchisement left me to a failed suicide and chronic homelessness until I changed. At age 18 I proved my worthiness to mys...