This Is Me

Okay, the last post was a little much.

But really, you just have no idea. You think life is so hard with how much you hate. You just give up on people when they say something you don’t like. But imagine being me. Imagine wanting to give up on people but God not letting you sleep because you know that’s not what you’re supposed to do. You say what you want, and feel no remorse. I build up the courage to say what I want in the first place, and spend forever in remorse about it until I apologize. I live a constant battle against my flesh, while you just let it consume you. I can’t wait till you’re in my shoes. What will I do? I’ll keep my mouth shut about all of this, and just encourage you. Maybe God will remind you, but then again, maybe not.