These past couple of months have been filled with many ups and downs. One of the things I'm continuing to learn is that I need daily intimate moments of communion with God. I can have the worst possible day but if I'm hanging on to Him, that's all that matters.
I think the hardest part is feeling not understood or misunderstood. This ranges from what I do, to who I am. While I do appreciate people coming to me and confronting me with issues, a part of me just wishes that I don't have to deal with it anymore. You can only have something happen over and over again until you just break and lose heart in humanity. I know it's done with good intention... but seriously, I almost wish people would stop caring about me or "loving" me so I don't have to deal with people. I wish that I could say the things that are in my head and heart (although it's rather profanity-laden and filled with bitterness and sarcasm). This is probly the spite talking right now, but whatevs. I wish that I was more like Jesus.
I'm looking forward to North Africa. But I'm really strangely exxxcited about what happens right after. And the new adventures I'm about to take...
and scene...
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