What is my name? I'll tell you later. What matters now is the story I am about to tell you.
I was different
I was born on 8 July 1975 to a loving mother and doting father. I have one sibling, my dear brother, five years my senior. I was raised in a normal home with normal attitudes and normal values. My parents were members of the Dutch Reformed Church, and my brother and I absorbed its doctrines.