I just copied John 1:1-14 in the NIV to "High and Dry" by Radiohead. It was subconscious and coincidental that I did the exact same thing in high school calculus when my first boyfriend broke up with me.
I remember that first month of college at Virginia Tech reading the passage aloud alone in my dorm room.
And now I did it again.
This week, I went to a highly recommended counseling association and they declined me because my case was too "extreme." I froze when the sweet counselor shuffled me out of her office. I told one of my friends today and she said she probably would have cried if that had happened to her. But I guess I'm used to it? Used to being different. As a quote Enneagram Four, some would say I thrive in situations like these. But mostly it just made me sad.
Sad that I was rejected because of a past I had no control over. Sad because of the pasts, presents, and futures that have, are, and will happen to people. Tragedies, "extreme" cases.
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