It's going to be hard for me to find someone to marry. It's going to be very hard to find someone who is better to me than Sarah Lynn, Chris, Kyra, or my family. Every guy I date WILL be compared mainly to my father, mother, brother and Sarah Lynn - since I have known them the longest and they take care of me the best.
So today I heard from a friend that another friend (can I still can her a friend? We were friends in high school, but maybe not anymore since I didn't get invited to her wedding) was talking about me. In this conversation she mentioned reading my blog and that I seem to be really down lately, and she said, "I wish Carla wouldn't depend on medication so much and would find God in her life."
It's been a really long time since I laughed this hard. Okay, so I realize she was probably talking about the anti-depressants, but fuck that, God can't help me. The chemical imbalance in my brain is not going to be fixed if I pray REALLY hard.
Now, if she's talking about all the other meds, I would like to ask "Was she born with a brain? And if so, does she still have the ability to use it?"
Right. I shouldn't get those IVs I'm going to get this weekend, and instead I should look for God. I'll look everywhere - in the closet, under the bed, in the drain trap under the bathroom sink.
Please, before you comment on my life, use your brain. Thanks.
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