I never saw a future for myself. Every time I closed my eyes and tried to dream up a life different from this one, I couldn't see it. I always believed it was because I would never live long enough to get there, but now I wonder if it's because my brain could never process the place I'd truly end up. Not even in my wildest dreams. This place, the one I'm stuck in now, is somewhere between a fantasy and a nightmare. I've questioned...