Y.V. Larson

I spent about 780 days in captivity. My first 365 days of freedom were in a psychiatric facility. The following 547 days I spent being comforted by my parents. For 1,692 days, I forgot how to live. Joy and excitement weren't in my vocabulary. Then my men gave me over 100 days of everything I...

My home life was shit, but I made up for my aunt's lack of care with popularity. I was friends with everyone, did well in school, and played sports. Life outside of my neglectful home got even better when four boys made me the center of their universe. Then I moved, and they stopped talking to...

My life is amazing. I have friends who love and support me, a kid who challenges me, and a job that I worked really hard for. It took endless days of exhaustion, hunger, and a whole ton of rage to get myself here. I love my life and my people. Then they moved to town. Declan, Roman, Felix, and...