My dumpster fire of a life has just conflated to a bonfire, and things continue to not go well. It’s almost comical at this point, except that somewhere in the chaos and gritting my teeth, it really hurts. I’m watching a lot of things I’ve worked really hard for burn up in front of me, and there’s just not a lot I can do right now.
I’m weirdly at peace with it.
At this point in my life, after dealing with so much trauma, my faith in God is solid. I don’t question why these things happen to me, I trust they have purpose. I’ve come out of my experiences a much more compassionate and kind person, and I have an unwavering faith the God provides for His people. It’s not on my terms, and I agreed with someone today that I wouldn’t want to repeat what I’ve been through, but I also wouldn’t take it back.
I’m choosing that view now. I don’t want it, but I trust that this can be valuable, and as in nature sometimes fire is necessary to growth, so it might also sometimes be with me.
I’m still taking the steps I know I can take while waiting on a clear path. But shit this is hard.