Why?
Why do we do things we do?
Why do things happen they way they do?
Why do I need to tell you what I need?
Why do you not just see it?
Why can't you just know that I need something?
Why do I have to fight for understanding and comfort?
Why can I just not deal the way I deal?
Why is it that some people can step up to the plate and other leave you in need?
Why do I have to suffer the silence?
Why do I have to deal with childish behaviour?
Why do good people suffer?
Why?
There is no good answer to any of my questions, and believe me this is just a small sampling of what it rolling around in my head. There is no need to try and answer my questions. I just need to get them out of my head and process. It shouldn't be here that I do my processing, but life being what it is - here I am!
5 comments:
Big hugs Tammy!
(((HUGS))) hon, wish I could give it to you in person.
Breathe.
I ask some of those questions a lot. I wish I could be of more help. ((((HUGS))))
All good questions. You're right, there are often no answers, just questions.
Hope you are doing better. I'm still praying for your friend.
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