go figure
Kid i tried to help broke into my mothers and stole a grand, all she had for the months bills. My adopted sons brother shot himself in the head, and i still have nightmares about being with boys from time to time. At least I'm not sucideal anymore, or am i even depresed. I still can't remember the barn clearly and unless i do I won't know if my brother was involved for shure or not. I have tried to put it out of my head, I kinda don't want to know any more than i already do, every memeory of my childhood is of being screwed{literaly}. God said he would not give you more than you could handle so i figure he thinks ive got some realy big hands. What's next? I'm afraid to ask. good seeing you guys are still around. dennis