Every time I hear a sketchy noise in my room, I yell out “I sure am grateful that my boyfriend was in the army for 10 years” because then my anxiety knows that I’m a bit safer and I can fall asleep.
I cried over FaceTime with my bf because I’m too far away to make him a box lunch with a cute little note inside for when he works.
So yes, I’m going to be that wife.
So maybe, when my gpa gets recalculated in a few weeks, I can find peace in knowing I survived one of the hardest times of my life. Grades aren’t everything, but you surviving your hardest days is something to be proud of.
You are loved no matter how you feel.
Before going off to college, my therapist told my mom that she was concerned I would have a mental breakdown and end up in the hospital. I really thought this semester was gonna be it for me, but I did it and I’m so glad it’s over.
But this semester I also asked for help. I got extensions on assignments for the first time in my life, I did group therapy, I opened up about my PTSD and relapsed after breakup #1, I advocated for myself when I wasn’t getting treated right.
Today I told my boss that I couldn’t have anything with Coffee cause of my religion and he said “man, I don’t know how those pioneers traveled without coffee.” Best response I’ve gotten.
Today Grandma and I made cupcakes and she kept licking the batter and I told her she shouldn't do that and homegirl asked WHY, so I said "raw eggs" and she asked
"why didn't you cook them?"
I really didn’t understand how difficult English is as a language until I started teaching a five year old how to sound out words and now I’m just mad.
So I'm asking you to pray with me: for peace, for change, for wisdom. Pray that He tells you exactly what you can do to serve Him. Because God is the only person who knows how to fix our country. And though changes may be slow, prayer never fails.
I'm asking you to pray with me. And a few years ago, I would've said prayer is a cop out. But now I know that prayer is powerful. It is what inspires righteous action. It is what stimulates change. And prayer is stronger in numbers.
Something I will never get over is when I came home from college and lifted my shirt so Grandma could see that I was eating well,
she put her hands on my stomach, looked me dead in the eyes and said
"I hope there's nothing else in there"