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Dear Friend,

You inspire me. Thanksgiving (7)was just days ago and since then I’ve(5,6) been trying to think of a way to thank you for being awesome. If you’re reading this you are giving me a gift that I can’t repay… you’re listening. (2)I’ve talked before about my talking prob(15)lems, so many talking problems… In fact(8), until now I didn’t realize that I have two(4) kinds of talking problems 1- talking to people problems and 2- talking to God problems. Maybe they’re interconnected. Now that I’ve said that it seems like there should be some obvious connection that is staring me down after all(3), isn’t everything interconnected. God and “earthly” don’t they work together? I’ve explained the roots of my prayer problems, well as best as I can… but I still don’t feel like they were expressed fluently or, at least not with the right tone(16). I feel like I should be going into my people talking problems with more depth, and I want to… but to be honest I don’t think it’s happening, at least not now.

You see so many things are (11)interconnected my faith(9), my family, my social skills, my self-image… and I haven’t figured out how. There are some connections that are easy to make, but I feel like there(10) are gaps of understanding, I don’t understand why I started doing things that are now so ingrained into my very being that even though I wish I didn’t do them(14)… I don’t know how to get rid of them. Don’t you hate that? … stupid habits, just won’t go away.

Anywhoo, I’m not quite sure where this post was/is headed. I(1) didn’t really have a clear vision in mind before I began I just, well I was hoping that by writing I would clear my mind of the questions I have floating around and therefore allow myself to focus, but as you can see. I have mer(17)ely created more questions, go figure.

I think, in fact, that the only way this post would get any weirder would be if I hid a secret message within(12) it’s contents so, here I go… if you can decode it, I will love you for the rest of eternity… No SERIOU(13(18))SLY!

Love, Mandi

P.S. I hurt my tooth…