Mandi

A couple weeks ago my right ankle started doing something weird, it feels like when you pop your knuckles, like theres a slight pressure building then a pop. Then a few days ago I went to step on my foot and I felt that same building pressure but it never popped and it started hurting really bad. On a scale of one to ten I'd say it was an eight. The pain went away after a bit but it happened again later that day. I realized it happens when I straighten my foot completely. So as long as I keep it at an angle it doesn't hurt but every time I need extend my foot it happens again and I can't put any weight on that foot for about 20 minutes. I haven't twisted my ankle or anything it just started happening for no apparent reason. Does anyone know what could be wrong with it?

Theres this girl, a kinda "friend" of mine of facebook who says she had a stroke last night. I don't believe her. In the past she has proven herself to be a bit of an attention whore. She said she had a stroke last night. I can kinda believe that. But she stopped posting at one time, then six hours later a "nurse" posted on her facebook wall using her account asking "Please message if you know ***** *****'s parents name and address of home and Facebook password." This seems a little rediculous to me that a nurse would hop on a patients facebook, use her full name and ask for information about her parents and her facebook password. A few minutes later the girl who had the stroke hopped on her facebook and posted a comment beneath the previous status update saying "who put this here?". From the time the girl stopped posting (earlier in the night she posted a status update) to the time she put up the "who put this here?" post, it was six hours. Can some one have a stroke and recover enough to hop on a wireless computer within a six hour period?

My brother killed himself about a year and a half ago. My mom took me to a psych because of this and she(the psych) told me that over time I'd get over it. It's been over a year and I still can't get over it. It still hurts me just as much, and whats worse is I can't remember what he sounded like, I can't remember his voice at all. He was an amazing musician (he played guitar, drums, and bass guitar) and he used to sing to me all the time but I can't remember what he sounded like and it hurts me soo bad. I can't remember a single thing he ever said to me but I can remember the moment I found out he died, and everything his dad said to me, I can remember EXACTLY how I felt at that moment over a year ago but I can't remember his voice. Why? There's times I feel so mad at him, I want to hate him I just wish I could tell him to go screw but then I feel terribly guilty for being so mad at him. It's tearing me up inside. How do I deal with this? How do I stop hating him? Why can't I remember him???