1997's , So as you know. Pmr is just around the corner. But since I'm on the computer today. I decided to blog. I haven't' been doing so in such a long time. And thats not the only thing I haven't been doing lately. I can't even remember when was the last time I actually talked to god._. Probably when I was praying for a friend's friend. She was sick , yeah. Probably.
And since I've abandoned this blog I doubt anyone reads it. So here goes nothing.
Dear God,
what I’m afraid more than ever, is to fail. I’m afraid of trying my best and not succeeding. I’m afraid of putting my all into something I worked so hard to learn and to gain, and then feeling overwhelmed by disappointment in the end. what I’m afraid of most is not being able to make it. I’m afraid of failure. I’m afraid that even though I may try my best, It won’t be good enough.
what I’m afraid of more than ever, is not being successful. I’m afraid of being behind. I’m afraid of not being able to make you, my family, or my close friends proud.
I’m afraid I might just not be ready for reality yet. maybe I’m not ready. I’m scared because I don’t know what lays ahead of me. It’s like my heart pounding straight through my chest. my stomach dropping to the pit of my guts. adrenaline rushing through the blood flesh of my veins. Lord I can not do this alone. Please guide me through this rough time. Amen.
