Every child learns, at a certain age, to keep secrets. Maybe it's a drag from a cigarette or a beer in the basement. What if the secret was the most shameful, yet impressive thing that ever happened in your life? What if you knew this fact would make you the envy of every other boy your age? But a confidence is useless if nobody in the world can be told. Then the burden turns inward, carried exclusively and morbidly by the sole proprietor. You love it, you hate it, you need it and can't wait to shed it all at once. This memoir is the story of labyrinthine secret that dragged Jim Cunneely to his limit. Jim had no idea how unbearably damaged his adolescence was until years later, when almost too late to fix the incalculable damage. This is what he found upon reaching the end of himself. This quite timely memoir explores in a raw and unrelenting manner the journey to rebuild a shattered life. One cannot simply read this story, it must be entered. Emerging possible only after it's completion.