| Saturday, February 03, 2007 |
| Compulsion |
If it is not good for man to be alone, and woman is made for man, then no wonder I have the struggle with being single, no wonder I feel this compulsion around men I find attractive - a desire, an urge to be held, to be kissed. Sometimes it's so powerful I have to stop myself from throwing myself at them. For it would be as destructive as the moth drawn to a flame. Once I do it, I'm toast!
God, help me with this compulsion. I need to draw near to God to meet that desperation inside me. But all the while I'm longing for someone to hold me, to love me, to tell me I am special. To tell me I am loved. |
posted by Calia77 @ 11:41 am  |
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I hear ya