I’ve concluded I will never be a real blog writer. I spend too much time complaining about my life. Today may be another one of those post. I became a member of my church a few weeks ago. I really like the people, they’re really nice. The problem I’m having is fully believing that God controls all things.
Just as I was typing this another beetle was becoming a beetle from a worm. So I guess my newly replaced carpet was in vain. My stress level is off the charts and I no longer know what to do.
I keep praying to God about everything and I don’t think he hears me. What am I doing wrong? What’s wrong with me that this God doesn’t love me?
What am I doing wrong that no one loves me? I’m led to bible verse after bible verse showing me how God should be good, but I feel none of it. I don’t know what to do anymore.
Maddy is with joe until Thursday. It’s been rough on me like always. I’m tired of my life being the way it is and no matter how much i try to improve it, something goes wrong or it doesn’t work out. I feel defeated and am on the verge of getting drunk just to make it through these next 3 nights.
My parents aren’t talking to me again. God only knows why but I’m done with it. I can’t live my life being mistreated and feeling worthless. When I should be being lifted up by them they would rather bring me down or see me fail. They once said they prayed for us kids to talk to them again, I think I wasn’t the kid they wanted to talk to.
I joined my church and am trying to be more involved there. I’m teaching the kindergarteners for VBS. I want to be excited but right now I feel defeated and unloved. If there is a God, I’m going to need him to act soon.
If I call you, I expect a call back, same goes for text messages. I called my mom to talk to her about my niece and she didn’t call back. I’m pissed because my niece is becoming my sister and once you go down that road with me, there is no going back. She attacked me, attacked the things I have told her and flat out called me a liar. She made shit up in her head, which my sister is notorious for. I’m so angry.
Still lonely, still no friends. I think it’s time to deactivate Facebook. No one would care anyway….
I’m going to make this short because I don’t like typing this way.
I’ve been super sad lately. My life didn’t turn out how I planned at all and I just found out a former friend is pregnant and it is going exactly as she planned. Right down to the year, season, and gender. I’m not mad about that, just feeling sad about my own life.
I’ve been super lonely to boot. I went through my blog and realize I have felt the same way for years. If there is a God, which I tend to believe, he doesn’t give a shit about me. I honestly believe that I don’t deserve to be happy. No matter what I do.
Aside from Maddy, I’m not sure why I’m here. I sure feel worthless.
I’m sitting here watching old music videos and by old I mean anything before 2007….seriously…
It always puts me in a mood, not a bad mood, or a sad mood but a mood where I reflect on how things were in college. It makes me think about past loves and hurts. And reflect on what I want out of a relationship.
Back in my college days I had a friend that I was in love with, completely and utterly with my whole heart. And I don’t know if he felt the same, there were times when he said he did but then he would always choose someone else. It broke me the last time he did it in the summer of 2008.
Even after dating Joe for months and getting pregnant, I never felt that Joe would be here forever. When we broke up and he left, I was devastated. And when I hear about how he does things for Melanie and with her, it hurts me, even though I don’t want him.
Sitting here listening to these songs that I would listen to back then, it made me think about what I want in relationship and maybe what I want is why I’m single because no human being is capable of doing it.
1. I want to be loved, fully and wholly.
2. I want to be the most important person in your life
3. You MUST love my daughter
4. I want you to fight for me, if I say I’m done and break up with you, I want you to fight for this relationship
5. I want you to work hard for me and my child
I have felt for a very long time that I must want too much out of someone for them to not want to do these things. And that saddens me….
So Maddy just got back from spending 11 days at her dads house. She has promptly told me that they got married…Interesting…
But the thing that got me is that he is telling her that certain words are bad words that aren’t bad words. She told me that she can’t say crap or stupid. My irritation by this is extremely high. How are you going to confuse my child and tell her something is bad and then she comes home and I tell her that it isn’t bad. I can see if she was saying the big 5, are there 5?? But she is saying crap and stupid. Nether of which is bad words. Crap isn’t even a mean word. It is what it is. It’s poop or an exclamation, but it isn’t a bad word. Stupid is a bad word if used in the wrong context. I feel like he is making twice the work for me because I have to tell her that certain words are not in fact bad.
Stupid is one of those words where I have to say, no that isn’t a bad word but you shouldn’t use to describe someone. You can say that book is stupid (*gasp* let’s hope this never happens) but that you should never call your friend stupid. It’s exhausting how much work goes into “fixing” her when she comes back from over there.
13 more years at the most………….