everything has a start so i start to unravel the contorted treads of my life on this journal.it HAS been a while,a long time,a long story!but i must,i guess,start somewhere,and i have choen to start here.it all started on the day i was born,my infancy spread out like a plague..i wondered when i'd be able to open the front door,when i could go out on my own,when i could yell any profanity of my choosing,at anytime!it,took a long time ,i actually gave up hope.my comatose state elongated for 8 years and then stopped,just as soon as it started(i really popped,like the day i'd been born...pop!out of the maternal slit.and lay there without making a sound,i swear i can remember that moment!the amusement of it,because as i emerged,the doc looked so scared !and me there staring at him...amused!i swear)anyway,i was 8!and this is were it all started...