When you were dying, I wanted so badly to ask you, why did you never love me? but I was afraid you would tell me the truth and leave me hating you.

i was planned. my brother was an "oops". my mother wants nothing to do with him even though hes 18. i continue love her, i despise the way she treats him.

I met you over 30 years ago and still love you. I live near you now, saw you and I am scared to even call you and try to become just a friend. I still love you.

I have felt so rotten,so depressed for so many years that I forgot what normal is.I have felt great 90% of the time this week. I hope it will last. Meds=failure

I don't know how to tell my Girl riend that she has a drinking problem. Her laundry bills are getting expensive.