changing the title

IF i can figure out how to do this. New title: Secrets keep you sick. and I am telling you all of them. Friends? Wait, I don't have any (explain later). Bottom line. He cheated. not only that but I need to tell the company he works for that he sexualy harrassed her. He raped me. Here is where I tell all the sordid details. Because they tell me that secrets keep you sick. Yes, I started drinking after butthead told me I was fat and ugly. BTW my mom dold me today that I looked painfully... yes painfully skinny. is there such a thing? If you knew me... I'd give myself a solid 7/10. light brown hair, blue eyes (well sometimes they are grey) still in her 40's. I'm told I can't say buttheads name. hint? Nope, he will likely throw me in jail again. Yes.... I finally told the police what he did to me (physically). and I got arrested. (someone has lots of brothers who will LIE for him). I always wondered why people didnt tell. Now I know.