Its not how I'd always imagined it, I guess I hear how I want it to be like even if I don't get it that way.
How to detach myself from myself is where I want to be, to feel detached from this world.
Away from the bitterness of feeling like I'm less than what God made me for and hating the Devil for his stupid interruption of what could have been the most amazing life... I guess the upside to my life is Jesus.
I, at least, have Him to shove all my problems on without feeling guilty or ugly, I hate how many time the lies and schemes of the Devil has made me feel unclean and dirty.
Too many things to feel and for sure to many things to explain, but confusion leads to confusion so good-bye to that. I'm all too aware of my triggered sense of attention that sparks up at everything and I'm sure it was killing me because by everything, I mean everything. I couldn't even perceive what my brain and ears were hearing and it sucked, not being able to communicate due to being to much in my head.
Maturity becomes you. Even if I still feel like a ungrateful little sh*t. Cycles that kept me from growing are breaking. Family curses are broken and have fallen to defeated power. Don't worry, I'll take responsibility of my share. Honestly, I feel weak and I love it but sometimes I want to be strong.
Defeated Satan and Jesus is the Victor.
Life is hard, like so hard, but with Jesus, hope becomes just a tad more than yesterday and a little brighter everyday.
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Diary of a Christian
Pertualanganwe'll see where this goes if it just doesn't go anywhere and has undesired results . drop it.
