I wish everyone didn't always think I was angry. They expect me to walk around with a smile all the time. Sometimes I don't feel like smiling and then I have 50 questions as to why I'm not happy. Sometimes I just can't find it in me to smile and I certainly can't go back to how I used to be. I think someday my husband will finally understand that this isn't going away and I'll never be the same woman he fell in love with. I can't be that carefree happy go lucky 19 yr old again. I'm friggin 40 and it's been a tough ride...I think smiling at all should be commended.