Sometimes I fear being misunderstood. Maybe because I felt that most of my life it was the vibe I got from people. But exactly why did I feel that way or why do I sill feel that way on certain occasions? I got in trouble when I shouldn’t have gotten in trouble. I got punished for not being respectful. I got silent treatment when all I wanted was communication. And now I can’t help but think maybe I overwrite because my speech isn’t enough. Maybe I go into detail so much because I’ve learned that I can explain myself better when I don’t talk. Maybe my thoughts are more valuable than what I actually have to say. Maybe I’ve finally learned to really think before I speak and blogging is just how I prefer to communicate what really matters to me. Maybe God speaks through me best when my words are read. But since transparency is what I’m striving for, I’ve got to really work hard on it in real life. My moods. Ugh. I’m deep within myself again. God’s got this.
By His Grace, Sheela (Via godfirstgodalways)
