After my kids got older they both told me that in all the years past that they had thought that everyone knew me when we went out....my forehead just says "talk to me" I guess.

I think it's great that people talk to me as often as they do. I like people in general and I don't mind having a few "good" marks on my tally sheet for being kind and friendly. I've got enough marks on my "bad" sheet, that's for sure.

Sometimes you just need someone to talk/vent to, who won't judge and who has no pre-conceived ideas about you... If I can do that for someone else, I'm happy to do it...

People tell me to 'cheer up' quite often.....even when I'm perfectly happy. Seems my relaxed face, looks like every body else's suicidal face.

I think perhaps I must have 'fuck off and die' tattooed on mine!