I am 43 and have a son that is all my world, my breath and the reason i survive everyday. Going thru a tough life that has led me to question god and the purpose of life. I always express my feelings aloud and come to realize that is not too smart. So i have chosen to write them down here and hopefully wont express too much in person.

I have always love to write since like the 4th grade. Write poems and such, journals, even songs. Now i am getting into it again and hopefully will take my mind off the mean bad world we live in.