Today I got another wonderful gift from my parents. They sent Ginger and I one of moms vacation journals from 1986. That was the year we went to Walt Disney. We brought Jenn's friend Mellisa with us that year. And it was also our last vacation as a family. My Mother died the very next July 13. She was never able to go back to Disney and see what she had missed and what was new. She never got to see Dad walking Jenn down the isle at her wedding, cheer Jenn on during her 2 nursing school graduations, or meet her only Grandson Levi. She was also never able to see me get certified in EMS or meet my wife infact Dad and Sue have never met Ginger. Ya see I'm a different man. People don't understand me. Heck I don't understand me. Everything will be going goof and then someone says something stupid or something and I get pissed of and leave. After a while I try to get close again but then the same thing happens all over again. I quit again. If these stupid comments or hard headedness wasn't there I think everything would be ok. Ya know take me as I am not what you think I should be. You should be thankful I'm not gay. I know I have some things that make me sick that some people just don't understand and thats fine but I really wish that whoever feels this way to please keep those thought and feeling to themselves. There is nothing I can do about some of what is wrong with me.My weight plays a big part in why I'm sick. I've always loved to eat and been and even less fonder of exherting myself. So that part is most defiately my fault. I gained 130 pounds in the first 9 months of mine and Ginger's marrage. During that time I was put on different meds it seemed like every other day I would get a new med to try. Well in that proccess I started gaining more weight. After trying everything I could possibly do to loose weight I asked the doc why I had gained so much weight and he said all these meds I've put you one are in effect weight gainers. They make you hungry even after a big meal you will still feel hungry.