Anger

Well, if you could see me now. I'm sitting here sad and frustrated. I'm sitting here blushing over my frustration and out burst.

I just, well, I feel left out, I feel I'm falling behind. I keep trying to reach for that healing power..........................

One of the things that I picture in my mind is reaching out to touch Jesus' garment. I keep thinking in my mind if I could just reach that peice, just that little piece I would be o-kay. I think I'm slipping again. I'm fighting it but it is happening. I can tell by the way I have been reacting to things, such as my last post. I can see it the way I'm responding to people.

Goes to the swing, lets her mind clear, sways back and forth, higher and higher,hhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmm...............I can breathe again...................smiles, I can feel the air against my face. I think I shall stay awhile longer this time.