I spoke to my step mom today and after getting off the phone with her I felt kind of like my parents do not have any patience for me whatsoever. That made me feel real small and very uncomfortable. As I sit here and think, the tears of misunderstanding want to creep down my face but I will not let them come down. I am almost embarrseed to realize that neither my mom or dad ever had the patience for me and I wonder if my so-called status of being handicapped has something to do with that. My dad, after this summer being with him and my family, all I got out of the togetherness was the feeling of not be wanted. I think I better go for now because I am a little off track with my emotions.