classieschmidt
“Ill with want”
I feel like my entire life I have so much desire that it literally makes me sick. I lose my hair and break into hives when life doesn’t go the way I originally planned it to. It’s frustrating, to have my obsession with control physically take a toll on me. To walk around each day letting change take me piece by piece. I suppose it isn’t acceptable anymore. I'm tired of making myself sick. I'm tired of taking the blame and holding the world on my shoulders when I have a God who will hold it for me. So, maybe I should embrace the change. Maybe embracing it will heal me.
I'm tired of tickets. I shouldn't have to buy them. I should just be able to be where I need to be. No more $400 tickets to visit my family. No more waiting in lines. No more planes, trains and automobiles. I just want to be there. Always be where I need to be. I guess that's too much to ask.
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