Why?
Just when you get comfortable with life and how things are going, you get blind sided. Okay, well, I get blind sided. Yes, I know that part of it is that I get stuck into a routine and my stress level rises when my routine gets out of whack. I do know that's some of it. I'm trying to sort through all of my problems logically, trying to take emotion out of the equation. I feel like I have lost so many relationships over this past year, I absolutely cannot handle any more. I have cried so much in this past week I can't handle any more. I'm tired of being smacked over and over with crap.
I'm tired of putting my trust into people. There's a reason I don't trust people. I'm always let down. Too many times I've been let down.
I know logically that things happen for a reason, that things will work out, but my heart is breaking. My support system...............................
I know that I need to move on.
I have fought more then ever to not run away this week. I'm still playing out scenarios in my head. I absolutely know this is not an option for me. That does not stop the thoughts.
I know things have to change.
I feel betrayed, even though that is not the way it was meant to be. I just want to run and never look back.
Broken. The rug has been pulled out from underneath me.
I want to shut down. I want to not care about what has happened. I want to run away from everyone and everything, and God. Why would He let this happen? Why does He continue to ....................... Never mind.
I'm tired of putting my trust into people. There's a reason I don't trust people. I'm always let down. Too many times I've been let down.
I know logically that things happen for a reason, that things will work out, but my heart is breaking. My support system...............................
I know that I need to move on.
I have fought more then ever to not run away this week. I'm still playing out scenarios in my head. I absolutely know this is not an option for me. That does not stop the thoughts.
I know things have to change.
I feel betrayed, even though that is not the way it was meant to be. I just want to run and never look back.
Broken. The rug has been pulled out from underneath me.
I want to shut down. I want to not care about what has happened. I want to run away from everyone and everything, and God. Why would He let this happen? Why does He continue to ....................... Never mind.
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