Wednesday, June 30, 2010


Do you ever just feel tired? It's been three weeks and I feel...not rested. Listless. Blah.

Can I tell you something that it's not? I'm not depressed. I'm very touchy on that subject. I was depressed when I was 14 and doctors hear me say that (you have to disclose these things) and immediately dismiss any of my concerns. Oh, it was because of that. I get so frustrated that I cry and that obviously doesn't help my case.

I think I know what I want, but how do I know that's what I'm meant to do? Steve is getting the rejection letters and everything is just the way it was.

Hebrews 11 is good. To have faith that God is faithful.

And I believe He is. I'm not sad. I know that when He needs it to happen, it will. I'm not angry...I've been here for three years and Abraham did this all for like, 100. It's just that I'm tired and nothing seems to be making me less tired.

1 comment:

  1. Let's start a club. Tired and the City. Tired in Manhattan. Tired Girls. I can't think of any more TV show titles where "tired" would work.