I’m highly emotional. I often wonder if I’m the one wired crooked. Even a realtor, who has known me less than 30 minutes said, “99% of the world isn’t like her…”
I think it was a compliment. But it can also be a burden.
And my neck hurts from straining, from the weight of all the emotions and order and chaos I try to get a grip with every day.
I cant seem to figure out how things will play out; I am a roller coaster. But faith in what we see isn’t faith, its knowledge.
Faith is what you don’t see. Trust is believing God will weave it beautiful, if not eventually.
I’m highly emotional and highly controlling, and I want to be held and loved loudly.
If I could just slow down I would realize I already am, in a thousand different ways…every single day.