You know that shy, quiet boy? The one with the knobbly knees, bobbly elbows and a silly haircut? Well, that was me.
My desire to be dead..
I should have been full of excitement and enthusiasm for my life ahead, but unfortunately happiness continued to elude me and I became preoccupied with one obsession.
I lacked a little confidence but really the world should have been mine to make of it what I wanted.
I was born into a loving family and grew up in leafy suburbia, a far cry from anything that could be seen as deprivation or hardship.
I was afforded every opportunity and never wanted for anything.
To all intents and purposes, my childhood was idyllic.
I\'m not a boy who had a tough upbringing.
I had plenty of friends but I didn\'t smile a lot.
I was an intelligent child and a decent enough sportsman.
You know that shy, quiet boy? The one with the knobbly knees, bobbly elbows and a silly haircut? Well, that was me
