Thursday, May 5, 2011

Being Real


Hi, I don't know most of you but welcome to this rare view into my heart.

The last several months have been trying. While still mourning the loss othe baby wwill never know, I have tgoeveryday just the same. Talking about iseems silly when people consider ia mass ocells, no better than a chicken. For only a few short weeks wwere ilove with that baby whose heart would never beat. That child was a combination of mine and my husbands love, not a blob of tissue. I think I get lower with each passing month that yields a negative test; I want mbaby back! I need ttrust God more. 

O
ften times, I feealone in the world. I'm surrounded by opposition at every turn. It seems my husband and children are the onlonewho are safe. I am regularly feeling invisible, the odd man outI knopeople don't likme, including some of my own family. My husband says, "whdo you care? We love you". I shouldn't let it bother me, but who enjoys not being liked? It would be so muceasier to "fiin".I knothiwilnever happen. I havchosen a lifthajusdoesn't fit in.

I'm
solela woman tryinto make the best of what have; to be able to express my love, beliefs and convictions and raise my girls into, good, honest, loving, carinand godly young womenI feel at times I'm thought of as unloving, uncaring, hateful. It would be nice if everyone saw what my husband and children see. AI bit rough around the edges? Perhaps. However, I LOVE my family and my friends, and would do anything for them. I would lay down my own life for my husband and my children. My loyalty is steadfast. 


Still, I feel attackeon everangle these last femonths. Most recentlan individual has found iamusing to semi-anonymously mock me and theliabout iand cause mintegrity to be questionable in fronomy own family. This makes mhearbreak. I'm not a dishonest person. I'm not a crazy person. I have never done anything malicious to this person. I have feelings. I'm a person too. I have found that those who preach words like equalitand tolerance are not proponents of either one entirely. Rather, they only want others to be toleranof what they believe to be true anright. Causing strife, and attempting to defame someone to theiown family, is plaicallous.


Recently I've found it comforting to stay ulate and read my Bible and cry bmyself. I really need to pull out of this rut. I should stop feeling sorry for myself. It's stupid. What kind of sappy, inadequatwoman am I? Christ suffered so much, morthan I ever will,and here Iam being a weak, lame, baby


Most days are wonderful. hope and pray that I can get past this hard part imy life. I hopthose who feel thneed to pokfun at me will go away. My words don't alwaycome out thway thewere supposed to; this calead to not seeming very smart. I'm pretty sure I've always been above average. I always got put in thossmart classes. *sheepish grin* I can still try to be funny can't I?

Thanks for reading my ridiculous post. I have to be up in 2 hours to fix my husband's lunch and coffee. Good night. And if it's not too much to ask, please say a prayer for me. I really need one.

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