this is me being vulnerable
Okay y’all… this is something new for me because I usually keep everything in. But this time, I want to be real. This is me being honest, open, and very vulnerable. God, I’m so tired. It feels like every time I finally let my guard down and trust, I end up getting hurt. Everywhere I turn feels like another closed door, another disappointment, another reason to wonder if I’m doing something wrong. I keep giving, keep loving, keep showing up for people… but sometimes it feels like I’m pouring out when I don’t have anything left inside. I’m not asking for much. I just need a miracle. Not material things—just people. The right people. The ones who see me, who stay, who walk with me through the mess without judgment or agenda. The ones who love for real, who bring peace, who remind me I don’t have to carry everything alone. Please, God… Send those people into my life. And give me the strength to release what’s not meant for me—even when it hurts. Help me stop clinging to people who were never supposed to stay. And when my trust starts to crack, help me remember that You’ve never left me. I may be weary, but I refuse to stop believing. Even in my tiredness, I’m still holding on to hope, still praying, still trusting that You’ll work this out