How can you expect someone who is happy to understand someone who is sad? How can you expect someone to understand what it's like to have stretch marks and scars -- and the pain in your heart? How can you expect someone to have empathy towards how you've felt while looking at yourself in front of the mirror? Or when you can't trust anyone; yourself or your mother? When you work in groups and you're all alone, does the peers around you acknowledge what's happened or just ignore? When the lights are turned off and you go to bed, how can you expect someone to understand what you've been through in just a day in your life as the living dead?