I need a good reason for trying anymore. There are my three beautiful grandchildren but I hate the quality of life I have now. As it gets harder my body literally shuts down. I have trouble walking, lifting, and just want to sleep. I forget the rest of my *****.

I feel like that guy from Lil Abner with the cloud over his head. Yesterday I weigh in 1 pound heavier, I stop to look for this floatie thing the kids liked in the pool the other day but everyone already has back to school stuff. I guess Christmas stuff should be out in a week or so. I went to have a key made and they every one but the blank I needed. I go to put this doorbell thing on and messed it up. Yes, I know, I'm the only one to whom this has ever happened. Don't people understand we don't care how bad off some other person is. this is our reality.