Yes. Last year I was ridiculously overwhelmed with stuff. I was spending about 15 hours a day at school; from 7 in the morning to 10 at night, and only half of those were school hours. The other half I was working on theatre. It was awesome, but I think it was the lack of sleep and the unstable household that really got to me. Anyway, my mother told me it ran in the family, and I went to see a shrink and got fixed, ish. He wasn't helpful, but I think just the concept of telling my parents something was up helped a lot. Lo and behold, it is now my brother's turn. He has it a little worse, but that's not my story.


I seldom fling children from towers to improve their health.