I wasn't scared of the words. Just...scared in general. I didn't know what was going on, and no one was gonna explain it to me. Took me a while to figure out why I was even there.

[No one broke it down for him, really. There was his mom, who insisted that he was a perfectly normal boy who didn't need anything, because this was just going to be a hiccup, and that was all. There were doctors who used too many big words, and, when they did try to compress things down to a level he could understand, did so too clinically for him to come away feeling anything but utter, confused terror.]

Did you have anybody to tell you why you were in there?