The Day Lies Died

The Old ManI am worthless.

I have no purpose, no “point.”

I am doomed to fall, doomed to fail, repeatedly and hard, regardless of any earnest effort. Maybe because of my earnest effort.

I am alone.

I cannot love or be loved. Not the “right” way, whatever that even means.

Having a spiritual “family” is an impossible myth.

I have no courage; my “one word” for 2012 is a total joke.

I cannot step out like others so effortlessly do. Other Christians. Better Christians.

I am an inferior Christian. Deficient. Irrelevant.

I will never amount to anything, because I never have amounted to anything.

I should quit church and community, friends and family. It’s not worth it.

Should just lock myself up forever. Away from everyone.

I am a freaking hopeless mess.

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The New Man***

Still reeling from the sheer, overwhelming magnitude of my 25th birthday. Thankfully, I find myself immediately immersed in a much-needed vacation to sort out my soul.

Also happening soon, my half-marathon this Sunday. Good thing I’m a new man with new legs now.

More pictures, video, and/or holograms from my momentous night to come next week. Be back to blogging again in no time.

Until then.

I love you all.

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David Martin 20 April 2012
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It’s amazing how believable those lies can feel.
Lies- every one of them.

Mlyaksh 19 April 2012
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I wish there was a proper way to express tears through a comment. Alas, I can only tell you that this day in your story brings tears of absolute joy to me! I can’t wait for to hear more about everything from this day! I love you too, my brother in Christ.

Rebecka 19 April 2012
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This post (and your last one) just makes me so happy! god bless you!