Very Nice!!

I just happened to read your post about wanting to be aborted. I can not relate to your life in any way. Our mothers were direct opposites, but my mom was somehow friends with yours. Maybe she was trying to help her become a better mom. I remember going to your house as a child and it didnt look like a child lived there, especially a little boy. Your room was immaculate, no toys could be seen and nothing was out of place. I do remember a toy train was kept under your bed. I am so sorry that your childhood was not a childhood. You have done great things despite your hard circumstances. I admire you for making it through. I just wanted you to know that.
Your Childhood Friend,
Kim (Powell) Slaughter