wendisoul
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Dec 17, 2002
- Messages
- 493
Frustration…
With why I can’t get it right.
With knowing that I need others in my life, but them not understanding that I need them. With knowing that I am a unique individual who doesn’t fit the norm.
With knowing that I may love, but I am not necessarily loved by others.
With knowing that my life is a vapor and may disappear at any moment, yet feeling like I have so much more to do for the world..
With knowing that my heart is easy… that it is willing to love someone who will never love it.
With knowing that I need to be touched, but not having someone to do it.
With feeling like I can never be good enough, even though I should be satisfied with what I am.
With realizing that I have so much potential to do good in the world.
With the way that I give and lack the patience to allow God to show me the good in what I gave.
With the conditional love that people who are supposed to “truly” love me have.
With my willingness to bear my soul to one who doesn’t appreciate it in the hopes that they will.
With the lack of support that those who profess to love me give.
With the general lack of love in the world.
With the way that I open my mouth to say what I feel and then regret it later.
With knowing that I will never be everything to everyone, and yet I have a hard time feeling like I am something to someone.
With my attempts to find balance in life.
With the way my friendships are so superficial.
With being able to show external happiness when I am not quite there on the inside.
With my imperfections and humanity.
Joy…
With getting that off my chest this morning.
With knowing that a lot of praying and thinking will make me feel better.
With realizing that I need to love myself more before others can love me.
With understanding that I will never be perfect, but I can always attempt to reach it if I keep in mind that I will come close, but never quite get there.
With why I can’t get it right.
With knowing that I need others in my life, but them not understanding that I need them. With knowing that I am a unique individual who doesn’t fit the norm.
With knowing that I may love, but I am not necessarily loved by others.
With knowing that my life is a vapor and may disappear at any moment, yet feeling like I have so much more to do for the world..
With knowing that my heart is easy… that it is willing to love someone who will never love it.
With knowing that I need to be touched, but not having someone to do it.
With feeling like I can never be good enough, even though I should be satisfied with what I am.
With realizing that I have so much potential to do good in the world.
With the way that I give and lack the patience to allow God to show me the good in what I gave.
With the conditional love that people who are supposed to “truly” love me have.
With my willingness to bear my soul to one who doesn’t appreciate it in the hopes that they will.
With the lack of support that those who profess to love me give.
With the general lack of love in the world.
With the way that I open my mouth to say what I feel and then regret it later.
With knowing that I will never be everything to everyone, and yet I have a hard time feeling like I am something to someone.
With my attempts to find balance in life.
With the way my friendships are so superficial.
With being able to show external happiness when I am not quite there on the inside.
With my imperfections and humanity.
Joy…
With getting that off my chest this morning.
With knowing that a lot of praying and thinking will make me feel better.
With realizing that I need to love myself more before others can love me.
With understanding that I will never be perfect, but I can always attempt to reach it if I keep in mind that I will come close, but never quite get there.
