I sit here a wonder...who am I?? I am no longer the fun loving, carefree person I used to be. Now im beaten, and living in pain. I jump at every noise and look over my shoulder repeatedly. I used to love to sit in the country,somewhere quite and peaceful. Now I look around every minute or so wondering if someone is in the bushes. I miss my moments of tranquility. Will I ever be me again? I notice when I look in the mirror that sorrow shoes in my eyes, they used to twinkle. something in me has died and I cannot revive it. I want to be me again..This suks