07 July 2011

Struggling with Life

I sit here writing a blog starting on paper for I am stuck outside at Bug's Swim lesson. I have no book to read so to not waste my time completely I have decided to try and write.

I have come to realize I have two Mental problems. I have know that I have had one of these for a handful of years. I had received help with it at one point for a couple of months. Now though I struggle to deal with it alone, without help. some days are better then others, other times it seems so bad that its near impossible to function. I think its also causing my insomnia to be worse and that is why I have episodes of really bad insomnia. I think its also helping along my other mental problem. which isn't a horrible case of the mental problem, but I have now realize that I do have a problem with it. I can make list of to help correct the affects of the problem, but I think the first mental problem makes it so hard to even really tackle the list. I have list on list undone. I just wrote a list of 28 items, I've gotten 1 done, it was actually completed by Bug, he found the item not me. I just found a list of 26 items to be done that I wrote in March. I've only done 8 of the items off the list. I have decided to try and get 7 of the items done today.

I think these mental problems I have are affecting me socially too, I feel like I am very anti-social because I close myself off from people for I feel inadequate to actually have friends. I do not want to be judged or hurt because of the problems I have with myself.

17 April 2011

Path to Repentance

The World has condemned me for my sins
For the poor choices I have made
Leaving me feeling alone
Feeling unworthy, unloved

Satan feeds on such acts
Illuminating such sins for others to see
Leading to gossip
To dashed hopes, dreams

Building the Shades of Gray
Trapping us to go to the dark path
Small steps leading us in the wrong direction
Till we are lost, buried

I am not perfect
Heavenly Father has shown a path
It we repent and turn from our sins
Leading us to have peace, joy

If we follow his path
We will have the truth set us free
Leading us back home to open loving arms
Taking us away from sin, despair



(Wrote today while in Sunday School Class (Lesson 15) from thoughts shared and talked about..)

31 March 2011

secret

My heart is broken
My joy gone
How do I get it back
What can I do

I wish i could tell him how I feel
How my heart aches for him
Even though I know I am not good enough
Do not measure up

I have tried to forget
Trying to move on
But my thoughts return
Stronger then before

I will always love you
Even if that love will not be returned
For you will always be in my heart
Being unable to be forgotten



(poem I found in a notebook Believe to be written sometime in March '11)

31 December 2010

Tears Over a Letter

A couple months ago I was mailing a letter in the mailbox downtown. I grabbed the letter and was about to mail it when my son asked me who the letter was for. I told him it was for Elder Jones. He wanted to send his love so he kissed the letter so it would make it to the Elder safe and fast. As I took it back and was about to put it into the mailbox he started crying. I asked him why he was crying. His response was that he missed this Elder so much and was worried that the Elder would never see him again. He said that the Elder and to come back to our church and that our church is where he belonged. It is weird to think that he cried over and Elder he knew for only about 12 weeks, still desperately missing him months later. This seems so weird to be for he doesn't cry over not seeing his great grandpa, who he adores. This young man made a huge impression on my son while he was here.

05 October 2010

Poem, as I sit here with tears in my eyes

See me
my heart aches
desire to scream out

Your voice
flooding memories
thoughts. pictures, stories flying

Thinking
locked up hopes, dreams
feelings pouring out

Tears
afraid of being unseen
forgotten as always

Hard
telling you how I feel
wishing to see if you feel the same

27 July 2009

crashing down

Every time I see a message
I hope it is you
When it's not
My heart drops a little more

Why do I keep making the same mistakes
I hope beyond hope that the next time is different
But I always do something
Say something that makes it yet the same as the last

What if I did it differently
What if I didn't let my heart run from me so fast
So fast that it crashes
So very hard yet again

If I went slower
I laid everything on the table at once
Would it turned out this way
Maybe it would have been better

I regret my actions
I hid because I was scared
But I cannot hide reality
It eventually appears

Two hurting souls
Caused by ones fears
Is there anyway to make it right
the damage is already done

06 June 2009

Caring Priesthood

It is so amazing how Priesthood holders are so caring. My son has not a father in his life, and with no one in our family being a member the Priesthood is not at home for us. Yet Priesthood holders share themselves. Just last Sunday one of the single Priesthood holders sat in the same row as Bug and I. After about half of Sacrament another child sat by him, he got some paper out and they where drawing. My son wanted to join them and so this Priesthood holder was interacting with my son. It is a true blessing because my son even though he is young is still receiving some influence and role modeling of the wonderful blessings of the Priesthood. It is a comforting fact that Priesthood holders cares and looks after all the children, even if the child is not of their earthly family.