I woke up early from a restful nights sleep on this ordinary Tuesday morning. I couldn’t stop thinking about my childhood, and how I always dreamed that one day I would run away. But instead, I stayed, and I suffered through a series of traumatic experiences, when I probably would have been better off leaving and never coming back. Life is full of questions and it’s tearing me apart, as I spend the majority of my time methodically questioning everything I’ve ever done in my life, as the minutes slowly turn into hours. I simply can’t let go of the past, even decades later I’m haunted by the thoughts and…