Now I'm Learning to Love the War

I gave in to lust.

My problem is that I want to be liked. I want to be the most liked. I think others' opinion of me makes me better or worse. I lie and put forward facades and manipulate and pretend to be someone I'm not. I'm afraid people won't like me and I won't be the most liked.

God, relieve me of my character defects and turn my attention toward what you would have me be.

Merry Christmas everyone. I thought about posting Merry Crassmas or something similar but I'm not really in the mood.

 

As usual, you sound so much like myself. You can always PM me or shoot me an e-mail ([email protected]). You can call or text whenever you want as well. I try as hard as I can not to judge because in most cases I've been there too. I hope you have a good Chrstmas and Happy New Year, N. You do deserve it.