(About me, from another thread and belongs here) Yes, I remember one time when I was about 5 years old I was standing on the edge of the Fountain Building roof, contemplating jumping. It was about 5 stories. I didnt know if it would kill me. I think what stopped me was the idea that I might survive it and get in a ton of trouble. I remember crying and hating my life. It was because, as far as I remember, that my mother always treated my brother better because he was older. I had a constant pressure to act like an adult and be an adult. Not just from my mother, from everyone around me like the nannies and other kids. Cant remember if this was in my story, but it certainly was part of it! Also another time when I was 16 I used to carry around mercury from 3 thermometers that I broke. I heard it could kill me. I carried that around for about 6 months, in addition to a period where I would not eat or drink ANYTHING but a MochaJava for months. I lost tons of weight and nearly starved myself to death at 16. I got RPFed around that time, and somehow snapped out of it and started eating.