everything is hitting me in the face all at once
but this is what i wanted, right? to deal with all of this? to heal from it so that i could move on?
this is why i ended things. so that i could be healed by God.
God, i know i asked for this. please help me to deal with it this time instead of just running away from it like every other time. i need to heal from it all and i need You to help me. i am Yours to do with what You please. i am Yours to break, mold, and build anew. break me so that i can be made new, Papa. i need You and i need to do this.
