Amy, i don't think until i had a home, when i got older with my husband, that i realized how scared i was in my own home. I never thought of home as being a dangerous place. But when i look back now, i can see ways in which, a, i was very vulnerable. A happy home looks like a doll house in my mind. In a doll house, there's wall paper on the ceiling, and there's wallpaper on the walls. You know, a doll house is the way we invision home when we're little, right?