Tuesday

Something I've learned is, your dream job is never a good dream. It turns out to be fourteen hours a week, making hardly any money and working under an incompetent manager.
That just because you admire someone, doesn't mean they admire you back, they pretend to be your friend, but then ignore you when it counts.
That just because you love him, doesn't mean it can work out. Things don't always work out. That when you finally put yourself out there, people don't always accept it. You just come off as overbearing and weird.
That sometimes Tuesday's turn out like Mondays should. And they just suck.
That being an adult is not fun. Or enjoyable, it is just stressful,
That for some people, dreams are just dreams. And nothing extraordinary ever happens to them.
That even though you go out of your way to make someone happy, doesn't meant they'll do the same for you.
That even though all you want is forgiveness, all you get is reminders of what you've done and bitter remarks that make you feel like dirt.
That its really hard not to let your own problems consume you. An overwhelming weight on my chest, that nothing can help.
That everyone is really looking out for number one, that their problems are more important that helping you.

Today is one of those overwhelming days. Where I forget Gods blessings and all He has done in my life. And I wallow in self-pity. When Satans attacks are too much and I give into my own selfishness, because I feel like my problems are too much to bear.
I know my problems are teeny tiny, and there is more important things to worry about. But I'm only human, and I can't do this on my own.

"God is within her, she will not fail"