I will admit, I was like one of those teens who walked away from family and just wanted to be alone because I was border line suicidal depression. So that was scary. I was angry at every one and everything because I saw the world as a mess inhabited by idiots and degenerates who stupidity astounded me daily. Also because I felt completely alone. I mean, I had friends and family and I knew they loved me but I couldn’t feel it. During my depression is when I found my self fascinated with bio-mechanical art and machines and such. The reason was because I felt like just another living machine, half dead and was broken. My life really changed how ever when I found my girlfriend. I see the world differently and I was no longer depressed. The thing is the teens then selves are depressed, in a very difficult state in their life, trying to discover how they fit in to life and to figure out who they are and what person they want to be. So they are lost, sad, angry, trying to find something that they them selves don’t know what they are looking for. I found what I needed, and that was love, a loving relationship. That was my missing piece. It took me 9 years of going through my own personal hell to figure that out.