* Things are bad when the only thing that makes me less angry is listening to "3" by Britney Spears. *
Looking for the place where dreams come true...
Monday, November 16, 2009
MAD BLACK WOMAN
Lately I've been bitter. Really bitter. I've been such a b!tch to everyone who has the ill fate of being around me. It seems like I can't even help being mean, but it's not that I can't help myself I no longer want to. I don't care. I no longer care about anything. I feel like I'm even pulling away from God because I'm so angry at everyone and everything and myself that I don't think God will listen to my prayers. I even feel angry when I think about praying. I can't talk to God" in that tone". I only have one emotion and the only way to express it is to scream, punch something or cry, or all of the preceding at the same time. I seriously need a vacation. Some time ALONE. Really alone. I just want to be alone.
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
sigh...
Everyone seems to be afraid of falling in love and (and/or) allowing someone to fall in love with them.
Have we gotten to the point that we are all scared to death of a broken heart? Or is it that people just don't care anymore. Is it both?
Being in love can be a very wonderful thing. Those that are truly in love, or have been in the past will tell you about the intensity of the joy that it brings. They will explain that it is like none other. Having your heartbroken by the one you love seems to have an even greater impact. It brings you so close to the ground that many wish they could just seep under without anyone even noticing because you'd rather go without being thrown a 'pity party'.
It seems that after being in love and experiencing its pleasure, then being forced to deal with the pain of having the love taken away, no one wants to take the chance of allowing themselves to feel the bliss of being in love as a result of the fear of being thrown back into a state of despair.
I've heard it said many times before ,"once bitten, twice shy", this seems to be the theme of people who have loved and lost. But what about " if at first you don't succeed, brush yourself off and try again".
Have we gotten to the point that we are all scared to death of a broken heart? Or is it that people just don't care anymore. Is it both?
Being in love can be a very wonderful thing. Those that are truly in love, or have been in the past will tell you about the intensity of the joy that it brings. They will explain that it is like none other. Having your heartbroken by the one you love seems to have an even greater impact. It brings you so close to the ground that many wish they could just seep under without anyone even noticing because you'd rather go without being thrown a 'pity party'.
It seems that after being in love and experiencing its pleasure, then being forced to deal with the pain of having the love taken away, no one wants to take the chance of allowing themselves to feel the bliss of being in love as a result of the fear of being thrown back into a state of despair.
I've heard it said many times before ,"once bitten, twice shy", this seems to be the theme of people who have loved and lost. But what about " if at first you don't succeed, brush yourself off and try again".
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