This diary is filled with the misfortunes of my life. And it is the only thing I look back on when I've almost given up, and then I see how far I've gotten. My marriage is unpredictable, as all marriages probably are, but I fear mine wont last sometimes. When I look at my future hes not always there, I'm alone. In the two years we've been married I actually deliberatly cried infront of him, it wasn't because I was sad or mad, we were having a normal conversation, about the future. I'm a woman, more intouch with my emotions, and he knew why I was crying I didn't even have to explain myself. I know he feels the same. Sometimes it feels I'm fighting with a child, he must feel the same seeing as how we are the two most stubborn people we know. I think I must do something on my own, something thats been on my mind for a long time. This world is such a sad place, so many faces to capture so much misfortune so much beauty, and I want to be there, I want to be there when it happens. After all, you've got to let the world change you before you can change the world, right?