{Fear:Defeated}

I guess you want to hear the story of how I defeated parts of my fear........... That saying, "when you love someone, you let them go", well I won't say that I loved the friend in that way, I have a strong sense of respect and like for him. I appreciate his honesty, even if and when he frustrates me at times. Yesterday was probably the first time he's really bothered me by what he said, and it's not because I didn't agree with it, its because he talked about something openly that I feel is more personal. That's all besides the point, the reason I conquered the fear is because I prayed for some courage.
I openly and honestly talked to the girl that I believed he had liked over the summer. The two of us met up at Barnies for a chit chat, and had a good conversation. After pushing aside the nerves, I finally asked her what was going on between her and fellow friend. She explained to me her feelings for him, and I got out what I needed to say. I was and am in no way upset by it, I just wanted an honest answer on them since everyone around me had only been telling me their opinions of the situation. I know how much that feeling is awful when people ask around instead of just asking you personally. I felt better knowing that I can back away and not feel as if my emotions or feelings for him need to continue. She was very helpful in telling me her side, and I appreciate that.
So, in trusting, the barriers of fear can be broken. It wasn't something I couldn't handle. I feel as if I've gone through a lot more that has left my heart wrung, but in this case, I prayed for peace, and for any type of bitterness to be removed from my mind. I told her i just want to see him happy, and would also like for her to be careful with his heart. I don't ask for much when I care for someone, I just want them to be happy, healthy, and be blessed.
Anyways, that's pretty much the only major thing that occurred yesterday, but a lot in that one moment will profoundly change me in growth.

Fear: Conquered

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Lost in Laundromat Translation

Tips on using an Italian laundry service. Story all true, formed last Saturday as a series of unfortunate events. Step 1: When using an Italian laundromat make a fool of yourself first by playing it cool when others are standing around waiting on their own personal belongings. Step 2: Get set up in a corner as if you're prepping for a long day of laundering. (laundry-not money, let's be clear!) Step 3: Wait for said people and any extra onlookers to slowly exit and be financially prepared for any extra money to be spent. Step 4: Fake read Italian signs all over the room, completely bypassing the signs above the washers that are in fact ENGLISH INSTRUCTIONS. So when you see a sign that says "Istruzioni per il lavaggio" ,you will understand it reads "washing instructions". You will also see the UK flag representing a "universal" English speaking dialect. But wait! It gets better! Step 5: Walk to the blinking lotto slot to choose your d...
Read more

Special Treat // Friday Covers

Image
Along with the compositions of pictures that I think I was posting on Friday's, I want to try to upload some of the best covers I have found. So that's also mainly for me to put up more music because I love music. This cover is Jessie J singing Rhianna's "We Found Love". Might I add, it's a lot better than the original. Don't hate. Just listen. Now go find you some love and live on.
Read more

When Rain Comes...

Just something I began writing from when I was still in Italy. It's already been a full month since I've been back and I'm happy more than ever that I documented what I saw from my window, I won't get to see it for some time. Or perhaps ever. I'm almost beginning to wonder if there is something in the rain because the Italians have a way of scurrying about the streets like God is going to make it flood again and if they don't hurry they will miss the Ark. Well it's not like that, but it's the closest thing to a visual I can give you. Across from my bedroom view there is an old man that looks out of his window on the 5th floor everyday. Always consoling his hands with his head, looking like he doesn't know what to look for beneath his window; but he stares for a good 5 minutes looking at passers-by. A woman who occupies the same flat is often hanging tons of laundry, of which most of the contents hanging up do not resemble any article of clothing...
Read more