Time and Time again I have left the road less travelled.
I feel the familiar symtpoms overwhelm me again, and one by one the great values and ideals that I had so worked out fall apart. Sometimes things just click for me, everything fits into place and I have never been happier. Such times I have expressed in "Stars" and "A Christian Nirvana?". I can feel it like a hand guiding me, out of my body my fears, hates, annoyances disappear like a fine mist. I touch something, and I am extremely good at it. Doesn't really matter what it is, whether a sport, computer game, class, or idea, I learn it fast, retain it, and master it. I feel good about being me, I feel smart, happy, funny, ready to grab the world by the throat and make a difference. Then it happens. It strikes, and I can never see it. Like the Lord of the Flies, it is in the very depths of me, waiting till I am on my pedestal. I know it is coming, can feel it's breath against my neck. Even now the hairs on the back of my neck rise, waiting for the blow. My mind is caught in a hunter's snare of blackness, my thinking clouded by fear. I realize how little I know, how small I am in this world. I feel insignificant, and people pass me by as if I am invisible, which usually doesn't bother me, but now it seems to matter. I have always been quite detached from the world, and now it pulls at me. I feel self-conscious. I feel like I need something I don't have. I wonder if I will ever be married and have kids, or if I will ever succeed in my life's purpose of attaining the state of Heaven, or if I will ever conquer my goals of being something to better the world. Do I have depression? I don't know, but I doubt it. I think I just realize for a time a different side of me, a dark side. While trying to be more and more faithful, I realize how weak of a person I am. I have almost no morals, no self control, no motivation for school or community work, only for my well paid job which I work hard at. Oh Lord, Please help me. And for all you bloggers out there, Please pray for me that I don't turn out to be a lonely miser living in the stix of the world.
Thank you and have a Pseudo-Ironic Day,
Jay