It’s April, Autism Awareness Month and I want to this year give awareness about how damn hard it is creating and keeping friendships when you have Autism or any seen/unseen disability and/or mental health condition, by doing exactly that, or at least do what I can to try and do that.
Why is it that someone's life may seem perfect, but then someone who's life seems to of been taken away a long time ago, how can they believe, how do they live in the name of God when Satan has destroyed their life?
Life moves fast. It will not wait for you. This world isn’t where we belong for eternity and God never created it to be. We live forever, not on this earth but rather, up with the Lord. Though, the option is ours if we are going to seek eternal life in peace or not.
This is my story for thanksgiving. The meaning behind “Bus Friends”, everything I didn’t quite tell other than to my closest friends. If you are struggling with friendships or relationships, give this story a read. I hope it inspires you as out of everything I have written on my blog, this has just got to be one of the hardest things to write. That’s partly why I am putting it out here, because I do not want to write about it any more.
All of the time it is either me that is feeling like shit or someone close to me that is feeling like shit. We all have our bad days but it’s just crazy how life tricks you when you think everything is ok.
There’s a girl in the bathtub
Blood gushing from her wrists
There’s a boy on London Bridge
Watching the water flow on by
We’re only broken souls trying to find our way,
trying to find our way through the dark
Just put it away
Listen to what I say
Darling you’ll be ok
I know how you feel
Hope seems unreal
Feeling so alone
You’re forgotten in your own home
This life you cannot bare
And no one seems to care
You’re lost and so alone
No one even knows
Your left all on your own
Life does bring so much pain
Life does make me feel so awful
Life just is so confusing and doesn’t make sense at times. I just forever get lost on this straight never ending road.
Things always seem to not go the way I planned. There is just so many things which I cannot count that make life hell. So many things I could blame God for.No matter what happens though, I will not curse God.