direction...trying to figure out what way I am meant to go....some days spinning...lost and hopeless...and then other days filled with hopefulness...I guess that's normal...or so they say...after all, what is normal anyway? At night I climb beneath the covers...say my prayers and whisper to God...asking him to let you come into my dreams...I know...it's all very sad...it never feels good....nothing really feels good yet....and perhaps it never will...yet I continue on...and pray that others will support me...and sometimes I am disheartened, I guess I think others could or should feel as I do...and be there...listen...hope....and pray...and oftentimes it's just not that way....