Last night I spent time reading through some of the poetry I wrote when I was 14/15. It was really really odd reading them. Most of them were pretty depressing, and dark. I can't ever imagine me feeling low enough to write stuff like that anymore. I actually felt really good about reading them, because it made me think about how much I've matured and how my faith has matured, but also how much stronger I've become. It really did help me to realise that.
I guess sometimes I get really down (although actually havent done for a long while)... but when I do I end up feeling like it's the end of the world. And actually it's not. At all. Life goes on, and we become stronger with the crap that is thrown at us if we choose to let it strengthen us.
I'm really really happy at the moment. Really content and at ease with life. It's a wonderful feeling, and I thank God for it
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- starlight_dancer
- This blog is ultimatley a place for reflection, and in a sense refuge. I come here to vent, to talk about things I may not necessarily want to share, and to reflect on my faith, my life, and my work. This is a place I can be me. Painfully, honestly, truly me. Whatever that entails...
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