I also get to receive a ride back and forth from Sudbury and Markham, and have conversations with 2 great conversationalists.
I get to have a room to myself, where I can turn up the heater and music, and just drown in it as I continuously pull all-nighters.
I get all my food made for me back at home, and forget all my responsibilities. My wants come first.
I don't like going back to home, and want to stay in Sudbury because there is only 2 years of my history there.
I don't want to come home and see reality.
I get to see that I'm not a sociopath, but rather a honest and critical person that is more aware of his own thoughts than other people.
I also get acknowledged, described as the happy medium within the Alder house.
I have never been robbed, held at gunpoint, jumped, ganged up on physically, forced to do illegal things.
I have people occasionally treat me to food.
I am living right now.
I feel safe.
I have friends.
I have a functioning body.
I have a computer.
I have, a crazy good life.
I try to accept that this has been my life, and it makes me feel guilty.
When I think about God, I am confused.
Are these beliefs, what God wants me to believe, or is it me that wants to believe?
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My life has been filled with much more things than I had thought before going to university.
And I feel like I am surrounded with change.
Becoming a Christian.
I decided to take a step of faith, to have faith that Christianity is truth.
But what about having a personal relationship with God?
Where is that in my life?
Predicting a person, and preparing my emotions before I interact with them.
Is that necessary, and what makes me do that?
Can't I just talk to people and get to know them?
I see myself better than people, and need to become better.
And I tell logically convince myself that it's not necessary, yet in the back of my mind there is a voice saying that I should go with my wants.
There seems to be no gravity holding me to my ground.
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