I am finally content where I am. You see, this is my thing. Yesterday was my birthday, and it started off really terrible. My mom was mad at me, everyone was being a jerk and the Stores hadn't called me. So at that point in the morning, I felt pretty useless. Now that my mom is engaged it seems like all I do is dissapoint her when everything her fiancee does is perfect. So then I get the first blessing of the day, Tamara, Ray, and Shealeen all emailed me saying happy birthday. I was pretty amped, I can't lie, and then I got to go to Starbucks with Kelli and chill and talk and figure out what to do with these people in my life who i can't stand much longer. Then I got home, and watched 24 and had kabobs and had a birthday with Monica, Trudy, Steve, my aunt, my mom, and Rachel. Then we hung out. to top my night off, right before i went to bed, my aunt told me i had two messages. One from someone in Miami who partly raised me, and then one from Shawna. someone who went out of their way to get my number and call me. So I asked myself, Shawna isn't one of my "best friends", one of the people who keeps me around becuase they feel like they need to. She could have not gotten my number. But then there is one person who I want to call me, a friend who should have called me, and they didn't. I don't get an email, a phone call, or even a happy birthday at church. And now they are acting like I'm never there for them. This person has really hurt me, and they act like I don't want to hear them. Well, guess what!?! I have asked a hundred times over and have tried to be there, but what can I do when they pretend everything is alright and they go to the friends who really aren't interested in that part of their life. I'm confused by these people I call friends. There is only two who deserve that title. And I don't know what to say to the rest.
I'm sorry for anything I've done. You are hurting me. You are pretty lame and guess what, I need strong, mature Christians in my life, and you are not playing that role. You are abandoning me in my time of need, so what do you expect me to do?
-Sarah.
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