Sometimes writing is therapeutic, just sitting down to get things out that are bugging you or frustrating you. Sometimes it publishable material, other times it’s better kept to yourself because it could incriminate you with your psychopathic tendencies.
I don’t even know if I’ll post this when I’m done, but I needed to write.
Today was a tough day at work and I let it get to me very quickly. I am trying to take control of the situation, but sometimes, a lot of times I let situations take control of me. I did that today and caused myself to suffer and react.
Don’t you hate it sometimes when God uses situations to teach you the very thing you asked to learn more about? I am learning to listen to the voice of instruction in those situations more often than ignore it so it doesn’t have to be repeated over and over again until I do.
Today was one of those days, and tomorrow will be better but will probably have to learn something else.
Writing is therapeutic.
