Yesterday, when I found out about the car thing, it just broke me... I suppose I was really fragile and didn't notice... anyway, my deep despair feelings weren't in proportion to the events, and I'd think about the actual events and how it was not the end of the world, and I'd wonder why my heart was hurting so badly... I'm still not sure why, and I still have a parts of those feelings cluttering my heart. There's something subconsciously painful; maybe I'm working through some stuff subconsciously. Anyway...
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A week from today is my 2nd birthday -- I'll be 6 years old! *dances* Ha ha, Christians get to have two birthdays! ;-)
Oh yeah, the night I decided to throw myself whole-heartedly into following God was a full moon, on a Friday the 13th, very close to midnight, with a black cat in the room! 'Cause my God talks to me in ways that would scare fundamentalists.