WHY?
Am I in this situation again? When all is calm and placid, I can feel a storm starting to stir in my heart again.
I hate changes, especially being uprooted from a place where I’ve settled down.
This is unnerving, and I’m having a nervous breakdown.
Please Lord, I need peace. I need a sense of security.
November 18th is my next pes status review. With this uncertainty, thoughts and possibilities are rampaging through my mind. Grr.
How can I learn to depend on God on this? Why cant I trust God implicitly? I’m still in the process of recovering, from the trauma of the bastards in seletar camp and the injury I sustained.
ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
Send me someone to comfort me. I need an angel.
On a brighter note, I’m receiving positive comments that I’ve improved in dance. =) This is the only cheery thought I habour now. sighs