There I am, sitting on a hard plastic chair in the waiting room again for this doctor I dont even want to see. I am here by myself again for the forth time. Inside I am cring. Then I feel my tears spilling on the out side. I am alone with just my thoughts. I'm upset at myself for reasons I cant help. All of the suden this beautiful man sits besides me and offers me a tissue. As I look up to him to tell him 'thank you', he says to me, "Big girls don't cry." As his words sink into my brain, I start bawling........

This story starts out slow, I am writing this story as if this is an everyday life "play".  Life starts out slow and then gets better, good things happen bad things happen and there's a lot of empty in between. So as I already stated, this story will start out slow and in a few chapters it will get exciting. Thank you for taking the time and reading to the end.