Disconnection
I don’t sleep when we fight. Even when we do resolve things, I can’t manage to shed that feeling of disconnection; it attaches to me like a leech. I want to let go. I want to move … Continue Reading
A glimpse into the chaos.
I don’t sleep when we fight. Even when we do resolve things, I can’t manage to shed that feeling of disconnection; it attaches to me like a leech. I want to let go. I want to move … Continue Reading
I’m not so good at thanking God. It’s not that I’m not grateful for what I have – or don’t have. But when something good happens, I don’t always attribute it to Him. Probably because if … Continue Reading
I thought blogging would be a good catalyst to help me finish what I start to write – a way to wrap things up and put stuff out there rather than just journaling in … Continue Reading
He shuts off down in. Grieving. As pain slowly covers encompasses him, he tries to make his world smaller manageable controllable, but it still screams back in his face, reminding him … Continue Reading
I feel like I’m just going in circles cycles laps and never actually get anywhere. I slow down trudge through speed up run faster and stay right where … Continue Reading
Am I a moral person? In most areas, for the most part, mostly, I am. (I think.) But is that like someone thinking they are humble (2 Chronicles 7:14)? Maybe once you think you are, it … Continue Reading
(as in o-lantern) I know, I know, I’ve said it before. I love Halloween! No big breakthroughs, unanswerable questions or frustrating difficulties this time. Just enjoying the day. Jack from The Nightmare Before Christmas* (Jeff’s) and Ghostface from Scream** … Continue Reading
I feel under pressure to write something (readable). I know the pressure comes mostly from within. But I don’t know how not to feel it. This is why goals are so hard for me to … Continue Reading
I don’t do well with failure, even at games – even games where I’m not playing against anyone else. It should be just a game, right? But for me, sometimes it just reinforces how much of … Continue Reading
Sometimes I am so aware of myself of the people in my life of the world around me that it’s almost like an overly saturated photo. Each detail is so concentrated strong bright … Continue Reading