after reading others of how they feel, i feel sorrow and laughter on some chatters. my only thing is i been through hell and highwater myself. On my 11th birthday, my real mother died in my arms. i was adopted in may 1983. i was strucked by lightning at the age of 13 i think it was the month of april. what i was told i died 3 times on the emergency table. had a 107.5 feaver and came close of dying at the age of 16. in school i was a solitare person, everyone treated me like you know what, my junior prom sucked but the best thing in high school is i met a lot of cheerleaders that were great friends. other than all the bad things i am alive and realized never take life for granted. i got married then divorced. never worked out on her part she wanted more. i never ask for more things because i know that life is hard and will get even harder. i do have a learning disability but dont judge me because i had cheated death, achieved my goals of being an automotive technition, and most of all realizing of what life is as well of how to survive in the economy that we are all in.
