I don’t mind you talking to me at all. If my phone is still on, I will answer every time you would call. I understand holding things inside makes things seems better. You don’t want to bother anyone, so I write myself a letter. I felt it was better to keep it to myself because when I try to express myself people would take me the wrong way. Heck! I did not know how to get my words together anyway. Stress is not a friend of mine, for when it comes to me it takes me down a road I can’t seem to control. Stress for me is not normal, for I really go into a overload.