If it weren't for my mom I wouldn't be here. That may sound basic but it was her fading body warmth that kept me warm as the pirates towed our ship to Spider. They didn't know they'd missed enslaving a few folks in the areas that lost atmospherics. Apparently they didn't care. If not for Samantha, my mother, there would have been a 6 year old boy floating lifelessly when they broke the door to find me under a corpse.
That's how it started anyway. Some people block out bad stuff. Me? It's all I remember. It's like going from mountain to mountain and forgetting the peaceful and beautiful valleys between them. Anyway, enough soft words, you psych counselors sure do bring out some strange stuff in the military. Worried i'm not Erep material? Ask more stuff if you like.. keeps me away from the drill sergeant.