My family doesn't believe I was molested. They think I made it up. My father regularly asks me how my head is. What a joke. I was going to off myself tomorrow, but then I read something that stopped me. It was something along the lines of "After you die the pain doesn't end. It gets transferred onto your family and friends. " God damn I wish I had a heart attack right now. :blub: I just wanted to say that everyone here has been a great help in my struggles. ... Oh well, time to put the mask back on . j.