I hate not being able to fix things. I just hate it. I also hate not knowing if something needs to be fixed. I hate feeling helpless. I hate feeling like people are mad at me. I hate not knowing what they think of me. I hate not being able to change their minds. I hate making the right decision and seeing that it still doesn't mean everything will be okay. I hate not being in control.
Everything is wrong. When will it become right?
I should probably just go to bed now.
Goodnight.
Mara
1.21.2007
We will come out when it's safe for us
Sincerely, Mara the Butterfly at 10:39 PM
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I don't know really what you're talking about, but I think the essence of such things is to just move along with an aching heart and hang tough.
There are a great many things you do well, and I'm inclined to think that hanging tough is one of them.
Some things might never be right, but most things come right precisely when they should, and in the nick of time.
I for one am glad I am not in control. Everyone save us if that was the case. [/dead]
Hang tough.
I know exactly what you mean and it frustrates me so much when I dwell on it. I really have to push myself to move on from thinking about it.
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