I don't want to be an adult anymore. I hate the decisions. I hate hurting other people. I hate paying bills.
I want recess!
The past couple of weeks have been some of the hardest times of my life. And, trust me, that means a lot coming from me, the queen of losing people I love. And it's not even about the boy so much. It's more about feeling like a failure. Feeling like a bad person. And not knowing what to do to fix it.
Sometimes things can't be fixed. Often life sucks. I know God's trying to teach me something. But as Mother Theresa once said, "I know God won't give me anything I can't handle. Sometimes I wish He didn't trust me so much."
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