It resonated so strongly with me that it took days for me to figure out. I can revel, enjoy, feel alive.

September 15, 2012 by Cassandra. May 31, 2009 by Cassandra.

This blog will be about my colorful past, secrets released, and radical honesty. So I met my 6th grade playmate Keena in the psytchiatric unit.

Posted by MrsStu under baby. At this point I star.

Dinner time is supposed to be a time of family bonding, but what happens when reality sets in? Do they know that I, their bisexual daughter, am sitting there? Are they trying to get me to say something that will prove I am straight? What do they want from me? Do they suspect something? Why do they do it? Or do they know nothing about who I am? It is not funny to make jokes.

My journey recovering from abuse, and learning to see the beauty in this world. Anyway, I will try to update more later. So often the subject of my therapy is how it all started. What the ROOTS of my issues are. And so I have compiled quite the mental list of things that led me to who I am, and why I still struggle. The first time I remember saying I wanted to die was 8. I could not figure out a math problem, and ran .