Chapter One: The Great Escape
I ran away at two and a half. I only found out -- or I should say remembered -- this fact of my life after many years of therapy and rebirths and any other measure I could take to get myself up and out of the insanity I was living in until...well, until not so long ago. I'm now thirty-one, turning thirty-two on May 25. I'm a Gemini, but it was not my birth sign that made me the way I was. I wasn't born with it either. I had to learn to be crazy.
"Mom?" I said into the phone while sitting at my kitchen table years after I ran. I was in my midtwenties and feeling heartsick over having to forgive her...