I heard this today on NPR.  The story made me want to fucking puke.  Maybe if it hadn't had a 'happy ending', a phrase I primarily associate with getting jerked off at the end of a massage.  I don't know why I have to be like that.  I should take comfort(s) from the things aimed directly at me (my 'demographic') for such purpose(s).  But I hear that dude's voice dripping with appreciative empathy and I just want to smack the shit out of him and anybody else listening and thinking anything like 'awwww' (fuck you).