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ibilitybut it suddenly seemed that everyone wanted a piece of me. There wasn't that much to go aroundand I
needed to be responsible to myself. I had to take stock of my life and figure out what people wanted from me and to
whom I was going to give wholly. It was a hard thing for me to dobut I had to learn to be wary of some of the people
around me. God was at the top of my list of prioritiesand my mother and father and brothers and sisters followed. I
was reminded of that old song by Clarence Carter called "Patches where the oldest son is asked to take care of the
farm after his father dies and his mother tells him she's depending on him. Well
we weren't sharecroppers and I
wasn't the oldest
but those were slim shoulders on which to place such burdens. For some reason I always found it
very difficult to say no to my family and the other people I loved. I would be asked to do something or take care of
something and I would agree
even if I worried that it might be more than I could handle.
I felt under a great deal of stress and I was often emotional. Stress can be a terrible thing; you can't keep your
emotions bottled up for long. There were a lot of people at this time who [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]

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