4.02.2012

day, day, go away.

Today I am a mess.

"drowning" as I not-so delicately put it to my mother.
Sometimes, irrationally, it seems the world is ending.
And however rational or not it may be counts for nothing because that's how you feel.

Classes are beyond difficult, which you realized in your lecture that went over your head today.
Every assignment seems to be due at precisely the same moment.
Your skin goes prepubescent on you and you are (well...) broken out.
You have to take a test 3 hours before you planned... when those three hours were your only studytime.
You get a call that a leadership position you wanted on a trip was taken by a mom of a participant.
You can't hang out with your sister when she's sick because you're so over your head in schoolwork.
You accidentally opened someone's wounded heart when you should have let it be.
You can't possibly take the time off to go home for Easter.

...and your jeans have a stain, because you sometimes can't keep your food on your plate.

and all I want to do is sleep. 
never fear, this too shall pass.
I know I'm not the only one.
I really am a blessed soul.




"I told you to be balanced and I told you to be kind"

Love Always,
Taylor Ann

3 comments:

kylee said...

taylor, i love this post because it's real. life is not always easy and sometimes i dislike that blogs only portray the good. i hope your week picks up and i hope you know how loved you are by your family, by your friends, by your heavenly father, and even by me who has only met you once.

Shaylynn... I BLAHWG. said...

"You accidentally opened someone's wounded heart when you should have let it be." This was woven with such sweetness, your entire post was.

I hope your heart gets a break soon, becasue when you're that busy.. your heart takes a beating.

BIRDY!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, now you're after my own heart, I love her. She's unbelievable.

Katrina said...

Thank you. Thank you for saying exactly how I feel. Even though I don't wish my difficult life on anyone else, it helps to know that someone else knows how it feels. Love ya, Tay! Good luck with everything. We can make it through!