Oh boy . . .

I'm not some sicko that needs emotional upheaval in her life to feel good about herself. I need out of this. My time is up. I'm no good here anymore and if I stay it'll destroy me. I just need to figure out how to get out. I need to do it with the right heart and for the right motives.

I want to cus really loud and then beat someone up--any volunteers?

God, change my heart and let me embrace meekness. Work through me Father. I don't want to try to prove my strength without You ever again. Forgive me!