x-chromosome tried to kill me.I don't know the story, but mind compiles fragments. y-chromosome promised x-chromosome marriage, to give up second child for adoption. x-chromo has tacky ring. Anything for love. y-chromo, had arranged marriage in Korea. y-chromo wanted to fuck x-chromo, and x found his wedding photo. When marriage did not happen, x-chromo hated me. After adoption, non marriage x-chromo wanted double suicide. Plan take sleeping pills go driving, and hoped we died. She did not want to go by herself. Apparently x found God, and somehow in her finding god saved me? Age 3 1/2. Standing on toilet goofed off, hit head on porcelain tub. x-chromo getting ready for work. She tells babysitter not to let me sleep, I hit head on side of tub. x-chromosome told me, “If I fell asleep, I might not wake up.” Age 4 my first encounter with speed. I ate every pill x-chromosome had in bag, and thought I was being sneaky by eating candy. end result not taken to hospital, x-chromosome and buddies kept watch over me to make sure I didn't have heart attack. Age 6 first encounter with laxatives, on toilet for 4 days.. I'll skip over gruesome tramatic events. age 21 last time x-chomo put hands on me, two weeks after birthday. A blood bath between us, what made this time different. I called police. Traumatic abuse has left one hell of a memory. x-chromosome conveniently forgets, but forget, I do not.