
Yesterday I broke the dry spell. I cried so hard I couldn't breathe. I was outside walking back from checking kitchen dinner gratis while on the phone with my mum when it hit me. It got so hysterical that all I could think was, "Oh God please let no one come out and see me." This cry was so epic that one would think a close relative died or something. At the time it didn't feel good, I didn't feel a release of stress and anxiety. But today I feel exceedingly better. I was able to have some laughs late last night with Serena at Starbucks and that helped. Laughter is really the best medicine, well so is using course language and yelling SNAKES at the top of our lungs in the corner of the school's field. haha. But I suppose that's a different story for a different time. All day yesterday I couldn't get these lyrics out of my head, even when I was at my lowest. "This is my prayer in the desert, when all that's within me feels dry." and "All of my life, in every season, You are still God, I have a reason to sing, I have a reason to worship." I guess that's where it counts eh? When you are at your saddest, or maddest, who you turn to first. I just hope its God every time.
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