Hello Everyone, it’s just me venting, apologies for any grammatical errors ahead.
Last night, I asked God to do something.
And when it happened, I was in complete shock.
because of how quickly he did it
But also in a state of horror because it’s not the answer I thought he would have given me.
And i went through the motions that night.
I felt defeated.
Everything seemed bleak.
But then I woke up this morning.
Somber but alright.
And I think that’s the point.
When I wake up every morning, my strength will be restored until I’m better than alright.