I have led what I like to call an 'exciting' life.

Both my parents survived trauma in their childhoods, and I spent the fist thirteen years or so of my life caught in the middle of their attempts to deal with each other(More than once my mother had to take a gun or knife and threaten to kill my father just to get him to talk to her); my mother is disabled, and my father is, well, not all there in the brain department, so I and my four siblings had to take care of ourselves.

We were all homeschooled, but neither of our parents being able to take an active part, I'm basically self-educated. That, combined with my OWN problems, makes me a rather odd fellow indeed.

I am a recovering alcoholic(I first got drunk whn I was seven; how's that for a messed-up childhood?) and I have what is called Asperger's syndrome(do not suffer from insanity: enjoy it!).

Still, I'm happy enough:

I'm an American-Israeli living in a small settlement in the Negev desert, about eight Kilometre from Gaza(Beautiful country, great people, I wouldn't miss it for the world); my parents are doing much better(With all their problems) and there's every indication that they will continue to improve; I'm getting along with my long-lost sister even though she's a pagan with two husbands and a wife(don't get me started on that); I am a published writer(with at least a dozen people who've heard of me!); I've traveled across quite a lot of the US and most of Israel; I've been to the Kotel(Temple Mount), and left a prayer on the Western Wall. All in all, I've led a pretty full life.

What can I say? I'm weird, but happy.

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