Jibber-Jabber on a Sunday?

Or is it?  Hiyas.  So, how are you?  I’m fine, except I’m home again while J’s at church.  Why?  Well, main reason (in the last few years) is I have IBS+C.  Yeah… We used to go Sunday mornings, years back, instead of afternoons, but that no longer works into Jason’s schedule, so…

But I pray and talk to God, Jesus, and the Saints daily-usually more.  They know what’s in my head and in my heart, so I don’t care what anybody else thinks.

I was gonna start that experimental thing I told you about, but I’m still working on the cohesiveness of it all.  However, my telling you the above paragraph reminds me of how terrified, as a kid and young adult, I was, wondering what others thought of me.

Do they think I can’t do this?

Do they think I’m lying?

Do they think I’m retarded?

The list goes on, and, by the way, yes, they did.  But the thing I’ve come to realize was/is who cares.

Any kid or teen might go crazy thinking that Everybody sees them in a way that misrepresents them.  Believe me, it’s worse for crips, however, at some point, please think about this: if You know you’re acting justly, than who else matters?  Who, especially those who don’t know you, has the right to judge anything you do, right?

I could go on and on here, you know me, but I think, for the sake of me getting off topic, I’ll just reiterate that, though it’s not always the easy way, being your own, awesome, honest, beautiful self is the best thing one can do.

You are beautiful, and you are loved.  Have a blessed week.