Wow, it's a little unnerving that this very intimate piece was featured on the front page, and I think it's a little strange that you would swoop in here with judgments and prying questions regarding people you don't know at all. So let me just say that many of my closest friends are hot messes of one kind or another, so if birds of a feather flock together, what does that say about me? As for why I fled back in 1980, I'd say it was because I was emotionally immature and wasn't prepared for the blast of confusing emotions that resulted from my first experience of sex.