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You know what, I'm tired. Tired of trying, persuading, helping and even forcing you to get to know me just so I don't feel so lonely and constantly disappointed from all that you claim to do or know. Tired of all the times I forgave you over and over again for your dishonesty etc only to be taken advantage of and left unappreciated. But hey, what's the point? If you were genuine, if you were true - it should never have dragged out this long, things wouldn't have kept repeating itself and never should have been this hard right? To be honest, it shouldn't even have been hard at all.
Maybe it's wrong that I have expectations and basic standards, maybe. But it's worse that you built up alllllllll this expectation, lifted my hopes up over and over and over again only to watch me fall all the way back down, or simply letting me fall back down alone. Along with a little dab of dishonesty here and there again. Rinse repeat x 50. And then turn around, making it seem like it's all my fault, I caused all the problems, and I should be sharing or maybe even taking all the responsibility myself, only cause you refuse to admit the responsibility and you forgot half of the damage you've caused. Playing games with my head, saying things you obviously don't even mean or care for, fucking me over by your actions and pulling me back and forth. I'm happy to try, always have been and always will be. Why else did I bother to forgive you over and over, keep up with your shit and waste all those tears alone? But hey news flash, I shouldn't be the one taking this responsibility and be the only one to 'try' and fix us.
I know we have differences with who we are, our likes and what we do, but so? There's always a way to work around or work together with every. single. little. thing. I've always said that, always offered suggestions for any problem we run into, no matter how trivial or complicated - but you never listen or take anything to heart properly. Not only do you not ever go 'Ok my feelings are real, my thoughts are sincere, let me fix up all the damage I caused myself and let's fix us because I truly want us to work' What do you do instead? You only know how to run.
It's hard to have always been the one taking all of what you've caused in, turn around, be fine, forget it all, having it all repeat over and over yet be the one trying to fix us mostly and ultimately alone you know that? Without anyone there during any of those times, and even when there is that one person there, I get the words 'don't you start crying' or *massive sigh*. And on top of that, my condition clearly just getting worse and worse as days go by with everything and no support at all. A little more understanding, more support, and just the fact of being able to know that someone is willing to be there for me or someone truly understands and cares for me would be enough - but.... no matter how hard I try, I just can't seem to get any of that.
I don't want to lose you, I still have faith in us. But it's really really hard, all alone.. through it all... you know?
Hah.
/rant over.
"You're so pretty. Have some fun. Coolest chick ever." So many phrases men use to get what they want. They will go to ends of the earth to make you believe they really care and they won't hurt you. Promises. Clever compliments. Perfect moments. Broken. Lies. Worthless. Because once you get whatever you want, it's all over. You ignore me and act like we've never even a crossed paths before. You make me feel like an idiot for being so naive. My world crashes down for a short period of time and I'm over. I cry for days on end but act unfazed around you. I write more. It's more meaningful too. I'll starve myself because maybe if I were skinnier you wouldn't have left. I say "you" like this is about one individual but there are multiple. I always say "not falling for that again" and before I know it I'm down the rabbit hole in a separate universe I know way too well. Preparing to once again rebuild my latter to escape. I. Can't. Believe. I'm. Here. Again.
getting rocked by ezekiel 16 right now
so, ezekiel 16:6-22 reads this. so good.
6 “And when I passed by you and saw you wallowing in your blood, I said to you in your blood, ‘Live!’ I said to you in your blood, ‘Live!’ 7 I made you flourish like a plant of the field. And you grew up and became tall and arrived at full adornment. Your breasts were formed, and your hair had grown; yet you were naked and bare.
8 “When I passed by you again and saw you, behold, you were at the age for love, and I spread the corner of my garment over you and covered your nakedness; I made my vow to you and entered into a covenant with you, declares the Lord God, and you became mine.9 Then I bathed you with water and washed off your blood from you and anointed you with oil. 10 I clothed you also with embroidered cloth and shod you with fine leather. I wrapped you in fine linen and covered you with silk. 11 And I adorned you with ornaments and put bracelets on your wrists and a chain on your neck. 12 And I put a ring on your nose and earrings in your ears and a beautiful crown on your head. 13 Thus you were adorned with gold and silver, and your clothing was of fine linen and silk and embroidered cloth. You ate fine flour and honey and oil. You grew exceedingly beautiful and advanced to royalty. 14 And your renown went forth among the nations because of your beauty, for it was perfect through the splendor that I had bestowed on you, declares the Lord God.
15 “But you trusted in your beauty and played the whore because of your renown and lavished your whorings on any passerby; your beauty became his. 16 You took some of your garments and made for yourself colorful shrines, and on them played the whore. The like has never been, nor ever shall be. 17 You also took your beautiful jewels of my gold and of my silver, which I had given you, and made for yourself images of men, and with them played the whore. 18 And you took your embroidered garments to cover them, and set my oil and my incense before them. 19 Also my bread that I gave you—I fed you with fine flour and oil and honey—you set before them for a pleasing aroma; and so it was, declares the Lord God. 20 And you took your sons and your daughters, whom you had borne to me, and these you sacrificed to them to be devoured. Were your whorings so small a matter 21 that you slaughtered my children and delivered them up as an offering by fire to them? 22 And in all your abominations and your whorings you did not remember the days of your youth, when you were naked and bare, wallowing in your blood.
when we were dead in our blood, spiritually wallowing in hopelessness, the Lord commanded into our deadness to "LIVE", and even our dead blood obeyed the commandment of the Lord. who is He that speaks life out of lifelessness? and who are we that He is mindful of whether or not we live??
God demonstrated love by dying on the cross while we were in our most abjectly sinful state. He washed our beings free of filth and soil. He took us in and clothes us with robes of righteousness. He calls us now His sons and daughters. daaaaang, come on somebody!!
but verse 15 says "But you trusted in your beauty...". wow, like, really? still? still, we rebel against the Lord? still we whore ourselves to different lovers? still we fail to treasure and contend for our relationship with our Abba Father?... who has already purchased us by the work done on the cross? the passage ends by saying 'we did not remember the days of our youth, when we were naked and bare, wallowing in our dead blood.' and that's one of the few things it comes down to. we choose to forget our most foundational dependence on the Lord. and instead, we trust in our own beauty. but when the Lord comes to shake the earth again (hebrews 12:26-27), we will much sooner than later realize how shakable and unreliable our idols are.
Oh Lord, give me a love for You that defends my relationship with You!! a fear of You that stirs up a relentless clinging to You!!
It's been rough...
I FEEL SO ALONE