No sympathy wanted. No empathy wanted. I don't even want to tell you my story. I'm not sure why I even checked back here. I'd be afraid to post any "secrets" anyway. It's one thing to have them out there with ppl who care and another to post them where someone is going to check the sympathy-meter to see what is "intended."

For all I know what Anthony is saying cud be hundred percent correct, but it seems like an odd way to greet newbies ...

Come on in, Whack!
Watch what you're saying, Whack!
We care what happens to you, Whack!
Tell your story (but be sure all possible interpretations are included because someone else can't see your eye movement and hand gestures), Whack!
Put your story in a diary (where it will be kept a secret, or maybe you'd like to just type it in Word and file it in the back of ur PC -- Is that the same as telling someone?) - Whack!

It's a good thing all of you are patient ... maybe some of it will rub off on me. Logic says that no one would go to the trouble of maintaining such a site if they didn't care about ppl like me. Logic says that no one would post replies if they really didn't care. And then there is that part of my brain, or memory, or body or whatever that says "don't trust anyone."

I swear, everything I think or say seems like it's too sarcastic, too cynical, or too antagonistic to post here. I guess I could just open the way for my fingers to key in the thoughts that pass through my body and see what happens.

Or, maybe I'd just better crawl away into another dark place and keep the lid on my secrets. (or does that sound like looking for sympathy) ...