Yesterday I went for dor and there were a few things that I got out of it. Living each day, waking up and living with Jesus is like going through the day with a best friend. And I think that's a really heartening thought. Days I meet friends and do things with them really are the best days, suddenly life has some purpose, some goal. So... Jesus is always with me and I always have a friend. Why then does it still hurt? Why then does the pain ensue? Because no one is actually alone.
I learnt a lot yesterday. Experienced a lot, especially during healing mass. It was inspiring. I prayed a lot. But today i'm back to square one. Is my faith just not enough? Open my heart.
I was on the road to recovery, and allowed myself to get stabbed again. Self inflicted trol.
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