After surgery, I was a paraplegic with almost no chance. I should be grateful and joyous I can now walk again, instead I'm filled with depression and anger.

And I still miss you

I'm a software engr, w/good salary; my husband is in sales, which are slow so not steady. I'm keeping us afloat financially but his family doesn't know that.

My family has no idea that it was me who called the police on my drug dealing brother. I believe family comes first but not at the expense of civilized society.

I read somewhere that sometimes 2 hearts are so connected they need no words to communicate, no space or time can separate. do you believe? I thought of you.