At the young of age of seven, Jill's mother Eve takes her for regular sessions to a child psychologist for treatment of her anxiety, which only makes her behavior worse. When she reaches her teens, she starts drinking and then smoking marijuana with
For a time, I perched myself on a flat rock, comparing my life with the Guyandotte River. Just as its tributaries replenish it daily, changing it in some small—sometimes great—degree, so have the day-to-day occurrences of life changed me. Like the ri
I was born to deaf parents, and since those early years I have had a fixation on being heard. I have written an autobiography in hopes of helping others as other publications have helped me, though if nothing else, I'm fairly certain you will find my history interesting. As a child I was beaten, molested, neglected, and abandoned. I have lived in foster care, I have been homeless on several occasions, and I have made the decision on whether or not to end life support on my deaf, abusive, disabled mother. As much as all this affected me, I am not nearly as angry as people expect me to be. I have finally published my story in part because I still have the aching yearning to be heard, but mostly because it might just be the most important thing I have to offer. I am trying to remain anonymous in hopes of sheltering my family from things they'd rather not talk about, though I hope you'll find that a name is not necessary to admire the marvels of life and existence.
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