As an adult, when I look back on this incident, I understand that I was suffering a panic attack. It was intense, because it lasted awhile, and I was in extraordinary pain, both physically and mentally. I’ve often wondered why I didn’t call out to my new parents. After all, they had been very nice. I think it was a combination of factors. I didn’t want to disappoint them. They had given me and my brother so much, and it would be very unappreciative of me. Also, if I let
