Well... it WAS good in a way. AS for "help", my Dad got me some. He put me in a goddam nuthouse, but they let me go after a mere six weeks. It was a month and a half of sheer hell and misery, so I don't know how much help that was. I am sixty years old and have had LOTS of "help", so-called, ever since, but as near as I can tell, it has never been very much help at all. Like the Elton John song says, "I'm still standing! Yeah, yeah, yeah!"
I had sex with my Mom when she was asleep.
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