Hatred. Blame.

It scares me.

It scares me just how easy it is for me to hate something, someone. How quick I am to blame God, blame someone else, blame something.

A friend tells me that he struggles most every night, when I thought it wasn't so often. I blame God. Why can't I help him anymore than I am? Why can I only do so much? Why did you choose him, of all people?

I believe "love is the movement". But I sure don't act like it. I realized tonight how much hate there is in my life. Not necessarily hate for anyone, at least not now, but for myself, what I've done, what I can't do, blaming God.

Regrets, guilt.

It's tearing me down.

Hearing someone who's been imprisoned so many times and constantly persecuted say he has never hated the people who want him dead... it makes you realize that you have no reason to hate.

I just want to do so much more. I want to help him. But I can't, I can only do so much which never seems like much at all. After what he's done for me, you'd think I could do some of the same for him.

kadi.

On My Shoulders.

It's Wednesday. My mom knew as of last night. My dad knew earlier today.

I woke up this morning, hoping that after last night, I'd be able to avoid any conversations and make it off to school still feeling okay. When my mom came into my room near tears, I realized that wouldn't happen.

She rolled up my sleeves. Looked for the faded scars.

She asked why. Why. Why.

"I'm so upset, so angry with God right now for letting you go through something like this."

No. If I've learned anything this past year, it'd be that it's not God. He's the one keeping me alive. He's the reason why I can look at my wrists and still believe in rescue and a better ending.

I never meant for anyone to know. Caleb. Jessie. My youth pastor. My parents. I realized that I brought this upon myself. This pain, guilt, shame. These regrets. And I never wanted anyone to ever have to carry that on their shoulders. I wanted it to stay on mine. No one else should have been burdened. It's not their fault. I didn't do this to myself because of them. I never have.

Things are changing. Rapidly, with me losing my way. My life isn't anything like what it was just 24 hours ago. But, this is it. This is what I've been given.

kadi.