Journey

Im learning how to build a dead person; me. never thought in a million years I would come back to life. Im disgusted to find that nothing in the world, nor the decrepit attitudes of the people have changed. I have to trust God relentlessly to survive this.

Im working through a very hard time. Im working my way through or out of immature people. These people served there purpose, now Im moving upward. These people took what they needed from me. I don't owe them a thing. Most of these people don't believe they need God or anyone else. God brought them into my life that I may complete that section of my journey that builds bridges back to this world.. I am happy that they will be leaving at some point. And others feel this way about me. To bad, Im a really nice guy. No one has ever had an interest in me as a person. No one. Its horrible and strange. People want things brought to them on a silver platter.

Im not sure I understand this life. I have God, that is all I have and Im not sure why...

I will continue to pray for help,. and for interested people. No one is interested in me. Iv'e tried to take interest in others,. I get laughed out of town, in a sense. I get my arms bit off. Im not good enough I guess.

Loneliness is a hard things. Im so used to all of this.