You know what's great: coming home from a day of class where you constantly get ridiculed for your views, only to be attacked by your friends! It's the best. If you're in any sort of daily contact with me right now, be prepared for a defensive Alysia right now. I spent years riding the fence, keeping silent about what I believe. I guess this is what going against popular opinion feels like. Now, I understand suicide reasoning. How do you continue when comfort comes armed with clubs and nails?