Sometimes it feels really hard to be patient. It feels really hard to wait for results, to wait for this quarantine to be over, really hard to wait for her to be ready. It’s like my addict mentality takes over and start feeling this desperation. Fear based I’m sure… like I’m afraid that the things I’m waiting for are never going to happen. Then like depending on my mental state- I’ll use that to either spiral or I’ll pray about it and be fine.
I feel like it really depends on the subject what I’m prone to do. It depends on the subject and the day. The way I woke up out of bed. That’s the hardest thing to get into the habit of doing… praying about all the fears and all the desperation’s. All the insecurities… it all feels so trivial compared to the worlds problems which is why I struggle to sometimes.
Just some thoughts…
Day by Day 