Frustration abounds.
Discouragement runs rampant.
And it turns out that discouragement is contagious. I can't seem to move forward. Hell, I'm struggling to
want to move forward. I felt like I was doing okay for a while, and then somehow while I wasn't paying adequate attention I started digging my heels in without even
meaning to, without even realizing I was doing it, and now I have lost momentum and can't seem to master the laws of physics and get moving in the intended direction once more. Part of me hates myself – when I can even
recognize this person I have devolved into as 'myself' anymore...
Journal entries:
10/28
Frustration abounds.
Discouragement runs rampant.
(And it turns out that discouragement is contagious, since I seem to be making Christian feel like he doesn't know what the hell he's doing.)
I can't seem to move forward. I felt like I was doing okay for a while, and then somehow while I wasn't paying attention I started digging in my heels without even meaning to, without even realizing I was doing it, and now I have lost momentum and can't seem to master the laws of physics and get moving in the intended direction once more. Part of me hates myself – when I can even recognize this person I have devolved into as 'myself' anymore...
Time to make a coherent list of what I am actually asking God at present, in hopes that cataloguing this will help me to see actual progress... So here goes:
Please take all of me, even the parts that I'm holding back without realizing it, and make me into the person You want me to be. Not just “fix” me, but recreate me according to Your plan.
Please give me joy, at something, anything. It ends up coming out as “Give me BACK that love of life that I used to have.” but it's not a desire to move backwards... I just want to feel something positive, some energy, and what I once felt is the only frame of reference I have.
Please help me DESIRE to move forward.
SLEEP. Please provide sleep.
Please give me my appetite back.
Please give me a vision for the future; or at least make it so I don't freeze up or freak out when I try to think more than a day or two ahead.
Please help me see hope, and progress, and be able to praise You for it.
Please help me be able to pray. The Psalms, since I don't seem to have my own words. There's so much there, and I can't seem to make the connections, or get the words out, or do anything but shut down. And the more often I fail, the harder it gets. Please remove the walls, and let the words flow.
Please BREAK THROUGH. Help me believe that You love me. Tear down the walls. Yes, I know that I built them, but now I can't seem to un-build them. Please come find me.
Please give me the ability (and desire!) to talk to people – to ask for help, to reach out and offer encouragement... I'm not really sure what to ask, I'm in such unfamiliar territory here...