Chosen for his glory

A Piece of Mind

Yesterday I had one of those rare heart-to-hearts with my mom in the car.

Recently I’ve come to believe best friends are unhealthy.

. . because they’re just like a bf. You give a piece of yourself to them and in the end they just smash it to bazillions of pieces until what you gave them is at a point of no return, never to be retrieved again. You’re just left with a part of you missing. Well I don’t see much of a difference between bffs and bfs. I’ve tried to confide in some people but in the end they decided to tell other people about what I’m going through to get attention. Auggg!!! I hate that feeling when I see one of them now…I just want to smack them silly. But I won’t. Because they still know too much about me…if I provoked one of them…ALL of my secrets will be out in the open. «<UNHEALTHY!!!

So my mom convinced me to start all over again and just find a kindred spirit. Someone who will listen and not beg for more. Someone who will have secrets that can be exchanged (yah seeing the blackmail factor there?) but most importantly someone who has a strong love for God and yearning to seek to do his will. (If you don’t believe in God and reading this, basically, it’s just core values) sometimes I just wished that lilo baby my mom had had lived…then I might have had a sister who I could trust and just talk to. Brothers are cool but they just don’t understand sometimes…

SO…Now I gotta find that <3kindred.spirit<3(: