I starred out the window.
Drip....
Drip.....
Drip....
Its raining. Rain drops cover my bedroom window.
Its funny. As rain hits a window's surface, it begins to slide and lose its form and mass. In order for it to move forward, it must sacrifice a bit of itself, little by little, till it completes its journey towards the bottom. What it used to be and what it will become are two different things, and yet at the essence of what it is, the same thing. Each unique raindrop sacrifices itself. Little by little. Til its just a pile of incomprehensible liquid.
Drip.......Drip........Drip........*slide*
I often feel like rain in that way. The last few years have taken a toll on me, I know. In order for me to go on, I've had to leave behind those that I've known all my life. Some were good people, some were bad. Those that I knew in high school have gone their own ways, and I'm still here in my home town, about to make my own way in the world.
I move out in three months, and I'm terrified. Not because I'm afraid of where I'm going, but I'm afraid that I have nothing left of myself. My beliefs, my personality, my likes and dislikes, all of it has changed. It seems like the time I most need to have my foundation restored by those I looked up to, they won't be around to help.
I'm moving somewhere where I'll know noone. My people skills have been shot to hell over the last few years, and my faith in God could best be described as running on low. I take that back actually. I believe in God, my faith in Jesus Christ is running on low. The more I've dug into Christianity and its origins, the more afraid I become. It really can seem to be 'just another religion' if you look at the basics. What scares me more than anything is someone uneducated telling me about their experiences with Jesus and God.
On one hand, I don't want to doubt them. On the other hand, they could very well be misreading things, or looking too deeply into something that has happened in their life as an act of Christ. Personal experience tells me there is a God, and that Jesus being His Son isn't as far fetched as I would have initially believed when I first started researching more about Christianity.
Drip drip drip. The more I find, the more I have to tear out apart of myself in order to gain more knowledge.
Guys, let me be frank with you. Maybe you guys don't think the same way as me, but I question myself and what I stand for when I'm not absolutely sure of something. The last three years have been hell for me. Its felt like the essence of who I am has been forcibly ripped out from me. I feel like a shell of a person. For the sake of knowledge, I feel like I've only stirred doubt and worry and despair. Is this what he meant by gaining the whole world but losing your soul?
I really don't know who I am anymore. I've lost touch with reality. I've lost my drive in life. I don't have any relationships that I can really rely on for this. The only person I would trust telling this to is even more unstable than me. I feel like I'm at my wit's end.
Thoughts?
Drip....
Drip.....
Drip....
Its raining. Rain drops cover my bedroom window.
Its funny. As rain hits a window's surface, it begins to slide and lose its form and mass. In order for it to move forward, it must sacrifice a bit of itself, little by little, till it completes its journey towards the bottom. What it used to be and what it will become are two different things, and yet at the essence of what it is, the same thing. Each unique raindrop sacrifices itself. Little by little. Til its just a pile of incomprehensible liquid.
Drip.......Drip........Drip........*slide*
I often feel like rain in that way. The last few years have taken a toll on me, I know. In order for me to go on, I've had to leave behind those that I've known all my life. Some were good people, some were bad. Those that I knew in high school have gone their own ways, and I'm still here in my home town, about to make my own way in the world.
I move out in three months, and I'm terrified. Not because I'm afraid of where I'm going, but I'm afraid that I have nothing left of myself. My beliefs, my personality, my likes and dislikes, all of it has changed. It seems like the time I most need to have my foundation restored by those I looked up to, they won't be around to help.
I'm moving somewhere where I'll know noone. My people skills have been shot to hell over the last few years, and my faith in God could best be described as running on low. I take that back actually. I believe in God, my faith in Jesus Christ is running on low. The more I've dug into Christianity and its origins, the more afraid I become. It really can seem to be 'just another religion' if you look at the basics. What scares me more than anything is someone uneducated telling me about their experiences with Jesus and God.
On one hand, I don't want to doubt them. On the other hand, they could very well be misreading things, or looking too deeply into something that has happened in their life as an act of Christ. Personal experience tells me there is a God, and that Jesus being His Son isn't as far fetched as I would have initially believed when I first started researching more about Christianity.
Drip drip drip. The more I find, the more I have to tear out apart of myself in order to gain more knowledge.
Guys, let me be frank with you. Maybe you guys don't think the same way as me, but I question myself and what I stand for when I'm not absolutely sure of something. The last three years have been hell for me. Its felt like the essence of who I am has been forcibly ripped out from me. I feel like a shell of a person. For the sake of knowledge, I feel like I've only stirred doubt and worry and despair. Is this what he meant by gaining the whole world but losing your soul?
I really don't know who I am anymore. I've lost touch with reality. I've lost my drive in life. I don't have any relationships that I can really rely on for this. The only person I would trust telling this to is even more unstable than me. I feel like I'm at my wit's end.
Thoughts?