Let me try to sum up this past month in a series of random words sandwiched between a linking verb and object, as if they were all true adjectives. Get what I'm saying? You'll see:
I hate fields-dying-RELEVANT-boys-cancer-distances-viruses-overwhelming-deadlines-midterms-crying-breakdowns-failures-unskilled-dry-unfocused-hate/love-Bminus-Huckins-emailharassment-dramatic Octobers.
This was my October. How was yours?
I don't say this to complain; I say this in reflection.
A few weeks ago I had my "breakdown," the day after Lindsey and Autumn had their own. But since then it's almost been worse. My poor emotions have been strangled with rope, shoved into a cage, thrown into the ocean and anchored to the bottom. I guess I can only afford one breakdown a semester?
Long story short: boys suck, I have no idea where I want to work when I grow up, my mom has some health complications and boys suck.
Not all boys suck, sorry.
It's been healthy to get away from campus. I feel like I can see what I'm going through for what it is. A valley. That's all it is. It's another valley. I've been through tons.
And what I've learned through previous valleys is that you can either grow closer to God through them or let them push you away from him. It's your choice.
I want to kick and scream. I want to tell people what I think of them.
But ... gosh. I can't. I have to keep chugging along. I gotta keep praying and reading and talking and singing and whatever else.
But sometimes it's hard.
-Ezek.
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