I’d like to believe….but I’ve moved to the fence…..some things just don’t sit right with me. I’m getting battered at home, within family and friends. I feel at times to be completely isolated. At times I say what the hell…death is sounding pretty good !!!! Been there done that !!!! Yet I still hang on by a single hair and it’s getting slippery….I think I might take a long nap…..wake me up when it’s over !!!!!!
