My mother is a pill-popping alcoholic who spends her day dulling away the pain of being a society wife. My father Does Not Approve of anything that deviates from what he wants or thinks is proper, and a daughter that hears voices is very much a blight on the Frost name.

Between them, they've twisted my older sister into a manipulative and sadistic bitch, and my younger sister is a junkie. Oh, and they threw my brother -- the only sane and decent member of this family -- into an insane asylum for being gay.

So I took off before he could throw me in the crazy-bin like they did with Christian. Being homeless for over a year was a better option than actually going crazy from being locked-up with mental patients.