degenhardt

At seventeen I broke out in a weird rash and started having joint problems. I'm now twenty-two years old and not any closer to a diagnosis. I have difficulty doing normal routine things. I struggle to keep up with my 11th month old. I can't seem to get an answer. Some days are better than others. Some days I can do things and I think it is a turning point, but today like most of the time, I can't open cans for myself. I have to try several times to unbuckle my child. It's a terrible feeling knowing...

I don't know what it is about my personality that irks people so much. I try hard not to correct people when they're wrong. I am always polite, even when people are ganging up on me. I am tired of not having friends, and I know the fault lies within me. I love books and politics, but everyone else around here loves "The Real Wives" and other obnoxious television shows. I want nothing more to fit it, and it gives me terrible flash backs to high school. I'm frustrated. I even quit my baby...

Oil prices suck, gas isn't going to get better in the next month, a handful of banks have failed and I have to keep living life. Apparently you have to be a super genius not to panic. I understand that no one has a grasp on how the stock market works completely. However, I do understand that I will make sure my family has a roof over there heads and plenty to eat. It might not be pretty. It might not be the life you are use to, but most people will come out of this recession just fine. I hate the...

I can't keep living in financial crisis. When we moved we were told everything would be ok. We couldn't or shouldn't ( I can't actually remember which one they said) get the advancement. Now his travel and DLA pay aren't coming in. My child could be here in less than a month and I don't have any money. Hell I don't have money for food right now. I feel ashamed. My husband get to a new unit and we're in financial crisis. It doesn't make him look that great. He sergeant keeps asking why we're having...

I didn't realize till we were talking about it tonight....just two years ago we were moving into our first apartment. We stayed out all night with our single friends. I worked odd ours and frankly worked way to much!!! Strangely I find myself missing those days. The closer to giving birth I get the more I think about how are lives hit fast forward before I could even think about it. I love where we are going...but I really want to start making more memories. I don't want to look back on life and...