15 Mar I Was Irritated.
So, when I got home, I vented to someone about someone. Someone was removed from someone’s life, so I felt it wasn’t really bad of me.
And then that night, someone cleared up the situation with love and care.
And then the next week, someone spoke words of amazing, amazing encouragement to me.
And I’m all love for someone!
So, I’m wondering if it would have been more beautiful a story if when I got home, I went to my room, shut the door, knelt by my bedside and just bitched to God about everything that was boiling inside me.