At least its Friday....

I want to cry. I know God has a plan, I know his plan is perfect, but its easier to say that than to make my heart accept it.

The meds didn't work, they had no effect on me, so we try again.

I am very bummed out at the moment.

I am letting fear control me, my greatest fear, the fear of being denied my greatest desire is seemingly coming true. I know I need to rebuke this fear, and not let it have a hold in my life, but again, easier said than done.

I feel selfish, others have greater problems than me. Others have struggled harder and longer than me, but still 6 months is killing me....

It sucks.

At least its Friday....