Fast Sunday was very difficult and cried most of the way through it. I guess I had a constant reminder of how weak I am. I spoke to the Bishop and told him I am feeling very bad at the moment. Not bad enough to end my life though and I am still here so I thats a good start. Thanks for showing such love checking on me. The Elders came and ate with me on Sunday and they are here next Sunday also. We watched a dvd and chatted. The dvd showed the story of John Tanner. It was very moving as I myself had terrible leg ulcers on both legs so that I was unable to walk for nine months. John Tanner thought he was going to die soon but he still gave his all to God. I wish I could be more like him. Until now the missionaries had been impressed by how much I learnt in a short space of time and how much I studied and read the Book of Mormon. They were amazed that after my first visit to church I wanted to be baptized. They are under no illusions now of what I am really like and how I feel. They were shocked by how upset I was. I had no way of hiding it any longer. I feel better for the tears because of the relief. I am sorry for the fuss I made though and feel ashamed. Poor missionaries they did their best. The rest is up to me now.