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Who do I tell? 

I want to include people in my life, I want to let them in. I feel as if I don't want to share too much though. I don't want to give up my secrets. I think subconsciously I don't want people to find out who I am and not like it. 

I am emotional.

I don't stress well.

My feelings are easily hurt.

I am a people pleaser.

I don't always do the right thing but I try.

I want a better relationship with God.

I push people away if they get too close.

I am scared that everything will go wrong. 

Say a prayer for Bubbles.

MoTard said at church on Sunday that you should be in a constant struggle in your relationship with God. If you are struggling then you have a grasp on Him. If you are not struggling and asking questions then you have let go. Of all the things that people have said to me in the past few weeks, this made a lot of sense. 

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  1. LizMarch 17, 2009 at 7:34 PM

    Emily... you're worth knowing deeply. Don't be afraid to let people know you! I always wanted to be like you.

    MoTard is right. It's always a struggle. But God likes it when you're questioning. I really like how she put that. Listen to those in your life who are giving you his messages.

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