I am a very broken person. I am not happy much these day, I am sad and confused for the most part. I am pissed off at God, I am having a hard time trusting anyone, including God. I feel pretty much messed up. Now before I go on, I would ask that I don't get any comments that you can find on a Christian T-shirt or bummer sticker, I know those well thanks.
I have been wounded badly. My heart is shattered. I know God loves me, I know God is the One I am supposed to put all things in, but I am still a human, with emotions, who feels pain. I do not understand how someone can hurt another person so badly and go on in life as if nothing ever happened. I really don't understand. I cannot understand why things have happened in the last six months that have happened. I am pretty pissed at God because I feel like I am following Him the best of my ability only to be let down by Him. My self worth is zero, a big fat goose egg, zero! I feel as though I am healing and then the scab is just ripped off, and the huge hole is made a little deeper.
Why do I have to feel? I am tired of it, I was numb, it was nice, until today. I want to be numb, I do not want to feel. y heart aches for someone who does not know how to handle a heart, even her own. I struggle everyday to not let those around me see the pain I am in, to see the completely broken person I am inside. I don't know what is real in people and who is being a fraud. Trust me I am not a good judge of character. This has been proven as I believed someone enough to let them in to a part of me I have guarded for years. A trespasser into the most vulnerable part of my being. Someone who I don't even know is real or not.
My life will never be the same. I will never be able open that part of me to another person, to open up and say sure come on in, this is my heart, I put it in your hands, please do not break it, it is fragile. I guess I have given it away to too many people who are just going to mishandle it and punt it like a fourth down football, because they give up on the drive. I have given it away more than God ever intended to give to another person. I have nothing more to give to another human.
What is left is all I have and it belongs to God. He owns my heart, my eternal heart, which I gave to Him many years ago. He has protected my life in ways that I may one day share here, but I do not understand why He has kept me alive. I feel like it is some kind of punishment to live in this world of brokenness. To live a life that is just hurt after hurt after hurt. To live a life that is never seems to "get better." I was told this evening by a friend of how proud they were of me and see such a huge difference in me in the two years they have known me. Truth is, I just feel like I am more numb now than I was two years ago, four years ago, ten years ago.
I remember the days before I hurt, before I hurt others. I remember those days fondly when life was pretty simple and I didn't have this part of me that I threw away to whoever wanted it. I apologize here for whoever God may have had planned for me, I have nothing to give if you ever come my way. Sorry for giving away that part of me that would have made a more complete person for both of us. I guess if you want to find it I can give you the addresses of those who each hold the part of me I should have saved for you.
Maybe better days will come, or maybe my life will continue to be consistent.
Friday, October 17, 2008
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3 comments:
I almost feel like I shouldn't comment on this. Like it is a weird intrusion of some sort.
I promise no "bumper sticker" quotes. I just want to say I am praying for you. I know it doesn't seem like much, but it is with my whole heart.
I was especially touched by that last paragraph. I can understand what you mean in a way. When I saw my marriage crumbling and after a long time, realized it wasn't going to be restored, I first felt the same way. Great, I have given myself away to this person and now what God?! Such heartache and despair flood in. I do have to say, though it took a long time for me to truly receive it, the Lord reminded me that He is the ultimate restorer. And He was/is able to make us whole again. Impossible? Yes... and yet, no. I guess I just want you to know I am praying for you while this huge chunk of your soul is in "restoration mode."
Hugs, friend
I don't really want to comment, I don't expect you'll keep it up here, and I don't intend to follow your journey anymore. Where I had desired for you a freedom to find wholeness and healing, I see other and I know I can't fix it, I know that I will not surrender myself to something that is not to satisfy your needs. God is the one who deals with those needs and He's the one dealing with mine. I won't apologize for not grieving exactly as you desire, for responding as you desire. It is true you don't know me and the more I work through all this I don't know you. It goes both ways. This is not just you believing that there was a stranger beside you, every step you make I realize I convinced myself you were someone you are not. Is that your fault? Absolutely not!! Two incredibly broken people thought that the other was a fulfiller of their needs of their brokenness of their pains, confusions, desires and so much more and another person will not and is not and cannot do that.
May you have company on the journey, and find what it is God is longing for you to know.
Thank you Melody for your kind words.
Jenn,
We both know what we know. Your comment will stand as it is your comment and I accept that.
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