What would you do when it is time to visit your parents? Happy? Longing? Excited? Well, I wouldn't. Instead I would cry as if i'm about to go to my gallows, or electric chair, you name it. To say i always scared or fearful to go home is such an understatement. It just doesn't make any sense. Just like everything cannot be any wierder, I have no idea why i feel that way. Or do i have one?All Rights Reserved