God, it’s me, Regine. My mind is all over the place. I know You’re there. I just wonder where I am. Am I stuck in my own malaise, my own fear. I know when I ask questions, I grow. Growing is never an easy process. I’m doing the things right now, I swore I never would. Don’t tell God never. You will end up doing that thing. I ask how your heart is, because I can’t focus on myself anymore. It brings anxiety. Thinking is not a good thing anymore. I must pray and go and do it. I will convince myself to not do the things I must.
So what is really on your heart? Anything you’ve read that’s struck a chord? When you share you story, it reminds me to share mine. The unsavory bits included.