There Was No Pain

I thought all children lived as I did. The self-hatred, loneliness, and mutilation were taught before I was old enough to realize my lifestyle was not my fault. A later marriage gone terribly wrong, suicide attempts, panic attacks, a doctor who freely prescribed mind-deadening drugs, and constant failures were all my doing. My life was unbearable, but it was the only life I knew at the time. I was miserable, but I was comfortable in my prison. It was the only thing I knew, until I turned it...