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My whole freshman year of highschool people of all grades in the school saw me as a very mature freshman. I thank all of you that think so. I suppose in many cases I am more mature than the average freshman. Lately though, I've found many immature things about me.
The only things I cry about these days are family and friends and loved ones dying. Also my dad is able to make me cry by things he says or does. I'm not saying crying about certain things is immature at all, but building so much anger inside of myself towards one person (my dad above all others) to the point of tears is very immature. God wants me to love and cherish my dad. He doesn't want me to have the undying urge to kick him in the face. Of course I love him, but he really puts me on edge.
Thanks for reading by the way. It's been a long time since I last had a real update on what I'm thinking about.
The only things I cry about these days are family and friends and loved ones dying. Also my dad is able to make me cry by things he says or does. I'm not saying crying about certain things is immature at all, but building so much anger inside of myself towards one person (my dad above all others) to the point of tears is very immature. God wants me to love and cherish my dad. He doesn't want me to have the undying urge to kick him in the face. Of course I love him, but he really puts me on edge.
Thanks for reading by the way. It's been a long time since I last had a real update on what I'm thinking about.