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curiosity restless sting hit facade hope bitter torn strip frail massive doubts
every week that I participate in a certain blog hop, I hope the members of that community will read and comment on my contribution, as I do theirs. I can see that they're reading my posts, and commenting on each other's entries while offering mine the silent treatment, leaving me with a momentarily bitter taste in my mouth - like they're hoping that if they ignore me, I'll go away. the sting of their betrayal shows how frail their sensitivities are, as they seem to lack the curiosity to engage with my subject matter, torn as it is from recent headlines. I grow restless over their silence, and my confidence would take a massive hit if I hadn't learned to strip myself of the doubts planted by others hiding behind a facade of righteousness, judging me from wherever they are in the world. I want to dare them to come to where I am, and learn the truth for themselves, but ultimately I don't bother with such petty foolishness. I will continue as I began; writing for me.
Selah ~
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