I have realized that when I wonder what's wrong with me
the answer is nothing.
When someone decides they don't want to be my friend anymore
or has a problem with me, or doesn't ask me out again
there isn't something wrong with me.
It's just that it's their decision. or sometimes mine.
Not to say there isn't always opportunity for improvement,
but it's not because I'm not enough, or there's something
wrong with me. It's just because they have a choice,
and I may not be what they're looking for right there in a friend
or whatever. And that's okay.
This is not coming from anywhere-I don't think there's anything
wrong with me, and I'm not pining or anything.
But I've been thinking about this for a while.
Because there are some people
who are always there for me, and for whom I am just right.
1. Heavenly Father
2. Jesus Christ
3. My family
I am grateful for you, for this conversation and others we've had
like it. You are pretty inspiring to me. And I'm glad that you
happen to have thoughts along the same lines as me, often,
but happen to also have the ability to put
those thoughts into words.
It's a gift.



