I cried for two years. every day, all day. Cara wanted to marry me. I was hesitant. At that time, I didn't know why. Much later, when I was in therapy, I came to realize that, in the past, I unconsciously feared that if I married, most likely we would have children, and quite probably, we would have a boy, and unconsciously I feared I would treat my son the same way my father had treated me. My father had treated me harshly. He never told me he loved me. I will spare you the details. Cara grew increasingly angry toward me for another year. She used jealousy to try to get me to marry her. She swam in her swimming pool, but when she dried off, I saw her bruised *****, which I knew I had not caused. When I saw it, I went into shock and suffered involuntary kundalini, which lasted six years. After all those years of excruciating pain, I finally recovered. All this happened 45 years ago, but some days I feel as though it happened yesterday.