my mother leaving the country, because it meant she wouldn't abuse me anymore

I remember the very first thing I did when she left. turn on the tv nice and loud and watch the lion king.

as much as I still think about the abuse (and still get the odd death threat by email), it's the only thing I can really think of

happy and my life don't really go together in a sentence.

it's been 50 years since they put someone on the moon. is going to the moon something you'd want to do (providing you had the money and the means?.)