I need to know that someone can love me - the mess that I am - without needing me to change first into some ideal that they have.
I know God loves me. I know that is supposed to be enough. Is it so wrong of me to feel like it's not enough though? I feel like such a terrible person for even voicing that.
I've felt like a terrible person a lot lately. I don't like that.
I feel like I am listless - a tiny boat lost at sea, bouncing around from wave to wave. My compass doesn't point north anymore. I don't know where I am, or where I am going, or even where I really want to go. How could anyone want a mess like this?
I need to know if someone even could.