I know my last post was a little…eh, well, depressing. I know, melodrama, right? Told you.
But I forgot to tell you in spite of the things I said, I am always assured there is Someone up there that knows what I feel, and knows who I am. I am assured to know the Lord is with me always, and He is my comfort and my joy. When I am down, I look up to the Lord. When I am scared, I pray fervently. When I am happy, I thank Him wholeheartedly. I know I don’t always show it, but I do all those things. He is my comfort. He is my joy.
So, yeah. I’m not always “depressed”. Just a little lonely sometimes.
That’s where the contradiction starts. I know you’ll start thinking, “Oh, I better call her and talk to her..” or something similar. But the loner in me will start screaming and force me to go in hiding. How do I say this? I would love to hear from you, but I don’t want to talk to you. Sounds harsh? Don’t get offended. I just want to wallow in my thoughts sometimes. It also gives me the inspiration to write again. It’s like an elixir for creativeness. When I’m happy, I can’t write a thing; “writer’s block”.
So, yeah. I know I’m weird. But I hope you like it.
P.S. Thanks, Dad, for the prayer email. Meant a lot to me. :)
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