I am a wife, mother, nurse, sister, daughter and friend. I have an enviable life, a comfortable middle-class existence, and a career that I love. I pride myself today on my inner strength, my sense of humor and resilience.
Yet, 22 years ago, when I was around the same age as Adam Lanza, I wanted to blow my brains out.
It's a long-buried memory, and a shameful one. I've never spoken about until now, not even to my husband.