Dear God,
Today was as uneventful as any other day. I am tired of living the same day over and over again. But in life we all have choices to make. I have to learn to see things differently. There are books to read, subjects to study, and things to muse about. I like to daydream and live in a fantasy world. Maybe the fantasy world is not a good thing. I am almost a middle aged woman, yet I have the emotional skills and the social skills of someone younger.
I don't go out much and when I do, I get tired and want to go home. I am like an impatient, petulant child who has behaved herself. I wait patiently for my ride to arrive. I feel like I am just out of options at the moment.
Could it be the fantasy world and the cocoon that I have lived in? Could it be insecurity? Could it be a lack of transportation? Could it be about my weight and the subconscious self-consciousness that I have and have had for many years? I have no idea what it could be. Anyways, it could be anything or it could be all of the above.
I would like to change my mindset and my thought life. I also like to change my fantasy world. My obsession has been kicked up a notch and now I feel guilty. I am not sure what I should do. Should I close my account? Should I no longer go online? What should I do? This actor hasn't ruined my life but I wonder if what is going on is a form of idolatry or just living in a fantasy world. Is my fantasy world an example of idolatry?
These are things that I need help in. I need to change and I need for my circumstances to change. I realize that I have been wanting to change for the wrong reasons. Because of that, maybe I don't have to change at all. I have found myself caring what others think and have to feel like I have to start MY life over again. It is as if there are many things that I have to start all over again.
Right now, I have been binge eating and drinking juice, two things that are not healthy for me. I need healing from my thought life, and for everything else. Teach me how to think for myself and to stand on my own two feet. I feel like almost no one respects or cares about me, especially in this house. I sometimes feel trapped and desperate here. I don't know what to do. Help me, Lord. Help me.
Sincerely,
Letters to God
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