not wanted and want to die

Pain is cruel to live by, I lived with pain as a little girl from my abandon past, now I would like to die as it is lonely and in pain, no wonder the elderly don't want to live, I have finally come to this point, body pain is horrible how does anyone want to live in a world without love and not knowing love from parents, or family. That was the hardest paing of all, 16th November was a great day 2009 it was the sorry day. It meant alot as it all finally came out that we were telling the truth. Can anyone describe love and how to be loved by one self. How can you love your self when you weren't loved as a child.

todays choices and life

well it's another day, nobody reads blogs as I can see, their must be somebody out their who would like to know what it was like not to grow up in a home since birth, and not discover what the outside world was like until you were twelve.

choices

Today is the 4th November,2009 I have forgotten a day, but today went well, I finally got out of bed after talking to myself, and me, to do a work out before going to work, that is a choice, but what is it today and about 57 years ago, the choice of my life was taken away, and so were many others, who were abandon and put into orphanages, on November 16th a sorry day for all of us, it was not about sorry or the money it was and still is the truth behind all the disavantaged kids, that are now adults, and still are misplaced.

choices, idenity,

Today is the 2nd of November, 2009 I went to the movies and it was called Julia and Julie, which inspired me to start this blog, and for the all the Forgotten Australians who didn't make it, and are still alive, women's weekly in this issued has very inspirational stories, One thing I would like to say for all the unsung hero's of the world who didn't think they made it, you have you are alive and living your life, up until today it has been a long journey, of different personalities working to survive that not by choice in one's life, my was at the age of two, abandon forgotten and misplaced, that is the day my mother died to me, all the years in the orphanage that I grew up in was the only world I knew, imagine not seeing the sea, houses, having a mum and a dad, if you read this anyone who has a story please feel free to add and join in as getting a reality to be spoken about in the paper's and magazine's or talk shows for the average working class is not out their.This is for today I will add more tomorrow, Sorry day is approaching and its on the 16th November 2009. so please any of you out their unit with me and we can make a statement.