"I'd like to make myself believe, that planet Earth turns slowly..."
This sucks. My conscience is throbbing red so much it physically hurts. Am I the only one in the world with a conscience? Sometimes it feels that way.
You know what I'm talking about - that tight knot in the middle of your chest? The kind that you get when you're scared, embarrassed or just miserable about something? It's growing and now I can't stop worrying about it.
The sad thing about it all is that I know I'm going to 'get over' it in several days/weeks, somehow - some way - I'll get over it. That realization hurts the most and makes the bile rise further in my esophagus.
It's so wrong. I don't like hearing the words "just good business" - well, is it good business if your soul just screams 'No!' the way it does?
I feel like screaming. Or punching a hole in the wall. Maybe I'll do both.
It kills me that nobody's doing anything about this issue. I'm afraid I'm going to have to be that person to make a stand. That scares me more than the real knot in my chest.
(I miss my friend Katie...she'd immediately understand what I'm going through. She's the best person I know. To her - there's no gray area except doing your best to live as God intends. )
You know what I'm talking about - that tight knot in the middle of your chest? The kind that you get when you're scared, embarrassed or just miserable about something? It's growing and now I can't stop worrying about it.
The sad thing about it all is that I know I'm going to 'get over' it in several days/weeks, somehow - some way - I'll get over it. That realization hurts the most and makes the bile rise further in my esophagus.
It's so wrong. I don't like hearing the words "just good business" - well, is it good business if your soul just screams 'No!' the way it does?
I feel like screaming. Or punching a hole in the wall. Maybe I'll do both.
It kills me that nobody's doing anything about this issue. I'm afraid I'm going to have to be that person to make a stand. That scares me more than the real knot in my chest.
(I miss my friend Katie...she'd immediately understand what I'm going through. She's the best person I know. To her - there's no gray area except doing your best to live as God intends. )