fite, he came home and wants to argue with me, my stomach aches when i see him, think i have an ulser, i need calm and peace and he is like this heavey dark cloud of shit, i told him just becouse he is miserable he isnt gonna drag me down with him, he doesnt like me writeing couse my back is to him and i wont talk to him, i write like a mad woman,thankyou God for haveing this great distraction,couse if i couldent do this at this moment, i would explode.......take the kids to a youth group, its at their school, they need some fun