Sunday, June 25, 2006

Some Facts About Me...

I don't work to my potential. I don't do my best at hardly anything. I focus on my problems and not on my potential. I worry about my future because I have no confidence—in myself that I can do anything, and in God that He will help me where I cannot. I judge people based on sterotypes. I am selfish and would rather feel good than be inconvenienced by anything other than what I want. I hate other people's quirks. I hate when other people bring up my quirks. I hate my quirks. I don't read the Bible because I don't want to. I hardly pray because part of me doesn't believe it works. I get mad at God when my prayers aren't answered. I don't like going to church because I feel like I've heard it all before. I don't like advice. I crave advice. I have a lustful mind. I indulge my perverted thoughts. I'm lazy. I complain when I have nothing to do. I complain when I have things to do. I want more money. I want more stuff. I complain about not having any money. I look for ways to spend money instead of saving it. I make excuses; and believe them. I overanalyze. I'm afraid of God. I respect Him, but don't love Him. I don't want Him to change me; but all I want is for Him to change me. I hate thinking about going to college. I hate thinking about ruining my life by not going. I don't worship. I can't worship. I don't want to worship. I envy those who do worship. I expect the worst in people. I expect nothing from God. I want to do everything myself. I hate being alone. I hate being in groups. No matter what I feel alone. I'm a liar. I'm a thief. I expect everything without working for it. I hide from my beliefs. I lie about my beliefs. I look for ways out of believing. I wish I didn't believe. I'm afraid of death but wish I was dead sometimes. I'm afraid I won't like Heaven. I'm afraid I won't like God when I meet Him. I'm afraid God doesn't like me now. I think God is tired of hearing me tell Him the same shit all the time. If God cursed, I think He'd tell me that; and that I'm full of it. I think I'm a bad role model for kids at church. I want people to like me, but I like it when they don't. I like to make people angry with my views. I don't have the confidence to express my views. I don't like people who are smarter than me. I think I'm better than those I disagree with. I'm afraid to try to get better because I don't want to fail and disappoint myself. I want to prove God wrong. I want to prove everyone wrong. I want to prove myself wrong. I hate myself. I hate this world. I don't want to help people. I don't want help for myself. I think I have no purpose in life.

Some of these are facts about me. Nothing I'm proud of. Think what you will, I had to get them out. I may add more, I may not; but I'm tired.

2 comments:

Tony Bullard said...

Where do these thoughts come from? Does God beat us down with our failures, or lift us up in our successes? If it's not God, is it a voice we should entertain?

I realize you were probably just venting, but even so, when we act this way we're doing nothing but buying into the lies created for us by satan. Don't waste your time on him.

RaisedByCrabs said...

I guess I should have prefaced the whole thing by saying:
"This is not a 'Woe is me' post, this is just something I felt I wantd to do for me, and at the last minute decided to go ahead and publish it."

Of course I don't really believe anything I wrote, but I felt like I had to be transparent for some reason.

Also, the ending should have said something more like:
"Even through all my shortcomings and misconceptions about myself, the point is that God loves me anyway, despite all my crap—and it's that same forgivenes that this world needs to see."