Caution: Content below is not graphic but however may cause you discomfort. Exit now if you do not wish to alter your perspective of author.How does one keep level-headed and release emotions healthily at the same time? I know it takes a great deal of maturity and wisdom, but it's pretty hard to balance it all, doesn't it?
I struggle to keep up. I think I'm a control freak. I keep stuff to myself, talk to myself, cry to myself... and still try to control even when I'm feeling down. Schizo. I guess it just means I have to learn to let go... Quite an extreme character you're reading about here. Mel-San, yes, but plus a few odd traits.
We need people; family and friends to be specific. To be there, to hug you, to be a listening ear, to lend you a shoulder to cry on... I have been so to many but I've not let many do the same for me since young. Naturally, I tell myself I shouldn't try to unload my own thoughts and feelings unto someone else 'cos he or she has enough problems of his or her own. So I'm quite spongy I guess. I keep taking in and taking in. Unhealthy too, I know. Surely if you offer me a bone-crunching or three-minute long hug, I'm quite sure I'll cry buckets. But then again, don't try.
Josh calls me insecure. I guess that's true. 'Cos I have difficulty trusting. But then how do you tell people that this friend of yours has a very bruised body that is in need of a miracle healing? It's painful. And so I find it needless. Same reasons why I decided I'm happier being single and unavailable. Same reasons why I resist to be stretched further 'cos I can barely take it. I already think I have big capacity spinning plates in the air instead of just focusing on "taking care of myself". Do I comfort myself with my to-do list and accomplishments? I guess I prefer maximising my time. Yea, and sometimes I think sleeping is a waste of time. Having panda eyes is besides the point.
I know it's not about me. Yet I struggle to forgive. I seem to have a need to put the blame on someone. The blame went all directions and ended up with myself. It's easier that way. But yet I'd be calling myself greater than God if I say I forgive everyone else except myself. Jesus wants us to forgive 70 times 7, which means forgive perfectly. It reminds me once again what Pst John Bevere's account of his direct revelation from God -
So what if you can heal the sick, cast out demons, win nations for Christ and yet go to hell?I gotta let go, I gotta let go, I gotta let go...
End of mental retch. Stinko, eh.