Emotions. Moods. Identity. Being who I am, becoming who I was designed to be.

Emotions. Moods. Identity. Being who I am, becoming who I was designed to be.

A shower helped.

I was getting pretty full of it. Anger, chaos, no focus. Sadness, over everything and everyone I’ve lost.

And then, the sun came out.

I felt full of purpose again. Confidence. Focus. Straight up knowing where I am headed and why things have to happen the way they do.

I need instruction and I need to keep my intellect strong, but I can’t go disconnecting with all of that which makes me careen about like a ping pong.

Or, I should say, the very act of disconnecting causes me to not have a clear handle on my emotions.

I can’t speak for anyone else as to the proper way to be. I can only speak of my own struggles and shortcomings.

I say this because my mind immediately goes to hearing voices of “real men” telling me that emotions shouldn’t be an issue and me responding in a way that is critical of them. I don’t need to have conversations with anyone in my head — people from the past or straw men of the future, or anyone else for that matter — unless they are God, Jesus or the Holy Spirit.

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