Posted by cakins on July 11, 2004, at 8:54:17
In reply to Well then, we can talk here., posted by partlycloudy on July 11, 2004, at 7:50:25
Drag you around never, you would feel light as a feather, do you know what the mans job is on the dance floor? To make a woman look good. No I do not have my kids this weekend, nobody but me, the hardest part is when I have to walk by there empty rooms, I see their beds, toys clothes, I can’t even pick up after them, it crushes me. It is so deadly quite, it hurts! I am doing nothing but working, I am on call 24-7. I sit at home and I just wait for it all to end. My brother is on meds for depression, I never understood why, great job, great wife, happy family, nice home. He and I have spoke but I feel that my pain runs so much deeper than he can now. I was talking to my mother the other day about my kids. I feel it is like the loss of a child, every day for years I got my son and daughter up dressed them for school fed em, took them picked them up, now everyday just me. It is cold, like a death. My mother said that was not right they were not gone, I told her that it was as bad as losing an arm or leg, give me your left arm for a month you can have it back for 2 days a month, that is what it is like.
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