Wednesday night I had a hard time getting to sleep, as my mind was too busy thinking about things I cannot control. Thursday night I fell asleep once my head hit the pillow! Yet I continued to be in a "taffy pull" where I felt that I was being drawn and quartered. More literally I feel like my heart is broken, and I'm not sure this time whether it can be restored.
Still, in faith, I struggle to my feet, daring to trust once more in the goodness of mankind. Although my life is small, it is not insignificant, and I don't like being made to feel not good enough, because I don't measure up to someone's standard of who I should be or where my values lie. My faith is strong, and my focus is clear. I'm not asking for anything, except the right to live as I am able and as I feel I should. Why is it so hard for some people not to judge?!
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