I'm glad I went to church today. I haven't been for a while and was getting a rut. It always seem like when I make the effort, the sermon is specifically for me.
Today it was about being overwhelmed. It was really good. There was a lot of it that applied to me, and a lot of it that applied to her. I wish she could have been there to hear it. There was a part where he said you have to realize your struggles are within yourself. You could be overwhelmed and struggling, and have a magic wand and make everyone around you perfect, and not causing you any troubles, and yet you would still feel overwhelmed and struggling. Good stuff.
I woke up feeling ready to give in, because I don't see her coming back to me, and kind of feeling like it wouldn't matter if I did, that she's too flaky and won't figure things out until she realizes that her stresses aren't caused or fixed by outside sources. I'm still kind of feeling that way, but I'm also kind of missing her a bit. I hate seeing her stress. She reached out to me yesterday and the day before because of it. It felt kind of nice to have her do that, but I also know that it doesn't mean anything, and was only to make herself feel better.
FLoyd The grass is always GREENER over the septic tank.
