Well, I am trying to battle everything alone. I have a family but its not like I am included. Last week I started a family thing that the whole family gets together and reads a ch out of the scriptures, well, gee. I was outside for like 10 mins, came in and guess what...."we ALready read" Ok, its a family thing. I am glad they can do it without me!!! I hate it....everything about it!!! Why cant I have one....ONE good day? I just wosh this would all end. No body cares about me. a house full of people and they would be happier without me.
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