The feeling of not being wanted, of things not being good with me is with m e a ll day and all night. It is a constant struggle for me not to feel depressed, at least not too depressed. I have been here before (at least second hand through other people’s experiences) and it feels bad. I can understand what these other women (my Tia was the first), must have gone through. There is no easy answer. Maybe there is no answer but I have to find one. The alternative is grim.


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