Oh man, I feel guilty because you all have gone through way scarier times than I have. I guess my scariest time was when my RAH told me the truth about his drug addiction and went to detox/rehab. Then I became this constantly crying, nerve-wracked person who felt like she had the emotional control of a 16 year-old (ie: none). That SSSOOOOO was not the real me. I am usually tough as nails (when I need to be) and don't take cr*p from anyone. Well, fortunately the REAL me is back and I am glad to see her!!! YEAH!
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