Today is a hard one. I feel judged. I feel like I can’t do anything right. I feel like I should just keep my mouth shut all the time, about everything, because I can’t seem to breathe without someone taking a resentment. I feel angry but I know I’m really just feeling unpleasant because I’m… Continue reading Isaiah 43:2
For the love of God, please don’t. I’m out of answers, I’m tired of explaining. I’ve joined the hoards of women harassed by wide-eyed relatives and reminded by concerned friends that yes, I have time, but I don’t have forever.
“my job is just to love you”