Post by DANIEL on Sept 28, 2004 15:24:53 GMT -5
i always hated calling people and tey hjad to be found, like friends when growing up, or worse i would forget who i was calling after dailing the number.... one conversation went like this. him/ hello, me hi there how are you doing today......him/just fine how can i help you?.... me/you a... you have a son...... er..... is he there....him/ you mean timmy? ... me/ yes yes timmy is he there. lol pathetic..... i don t go to church anymore, cant stand it, i dont think it is productive to spend an hour or so praying to god that this would end.... i cant sit still, cant pay attention.. and in the end just want to get out of there as fast as possable. been wanting to go again, and i have high hopes that the new medication will help. my children are growing up, granted still just 2, and 3 but i really want to go if not just for them. oh well one can always hope. 
