This isn’t a topic I really *wanted* to write about… but yet I find myself doing it. So I’m limiting myself to 5 minutes. 5 minutes of trying to get these feelings out and trying to figure out how I can overcome these feelings. I’m just hoping that 5 minutes will be able help me heal just a little bit.
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All I’ve wanted in my life is to be wanted. To be somewhere that SOMEONE wants me to be close, someone somewhere wants me to be with them. That I am worthy of being there. That I am somehow needed to be in that place for a reason.
But yet, over and over in my life… whenever I’ve wished most that I could be needed, wanted… whatever… I’ve found that I’m rejected.
Maybe it’s just my expectation of what I think should be in my life just isn’t ever the case.
And don’t get me wrong, I’m ever so grateful for a family that loves and cares about me (and feeling this even more so in the last few months) and I’m blessed with blog friends from all over the globe that have supported me in a struggle and I can’t even begin to thank each one of them for this.
But yet, over and over… there are times that I feel that sting of rejection.
The times that I liked the boy and he didn’t want anything to do with me.
The (multiple) times that I had friends tell me they didn’t want anything to do with me. Both in high school and after college.
The times where I told myself that I couldn’t cut it.
And now there’s stuff happening where I’m left in limbo of being not sure if I’m wanted again.
And in the end, I know that each of these events is a trigger that something needs to change.
But with this most recent one, I just don’t know what exactly that change is yet.
Hopefully soon I will.
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