Autobiography
My Early Years Part I: At some point during my infancy, I developed the habit of headbanging in my crib, especially at night, which lasted until I was around eighteen to twenty years old. My mother thinks I might have developed the habit from her bouncing me on a pillow on her knees, and I just naturally carried on on my own, but she says it's the only way she could keep me from crying. Anyway, they couldn't get me to stop the habit and took me to see a doctor to see if anything was wrong with me. The doctor didn't think anything was really troubling me, and told my mother that these things happen, and that there was nothing wrong with me. When I became old enough to walk, I made a game of jumping and diving head-first into objects. I liked to climb up to the higher spots I could find, like the arms of couches and chairs (for I remember one incident very clearly where I was up on the arm of a couch at our grandma's house, when my cousin noticed I was about to jump and k...