......but I don't want to hurt the ones I leave behind. I believe there is truly only so much one person can handle before they break. I'm there... here, wherever that might be. A crossroads, if you will. I don't think I'm meant to exist in this life. People who know just bits and pieces of my story say, "You should write a book." The truth really is stranger than fiction. Although I'm sure it would make for a very interesting, yet, at times quite disturbing read. I don't foresee that happening. Every day that I continue to exist is filled with pain, anger, sadness and severe anguish. I'm lost and alone in this world.