she's at it again

During those days when it felt like the walls were closing in on her, and she had nowhere to go, she would take a step back, ignore whatever was going on and find herself in a different world. Wow! It’s so beautiful out there. Everybody loved their neighbors, just as the Lord instructed them to do, the world was a happy place. It felt like human kind was always walking on sunshine.

In real life however, it doesn’t feel that way. She wants to hide from everybody. Even though she knows it’s ridiculous, she can’t help but think everybody is out to get her. She cannot do anything without thinking of the worst. “Well how does this work for her then?” you might ask. This is how it works: she just doesn’t do anything. Not doing anything will turn her life upside down. But who cares. We are all going to die anyway.

But just when she thinks life cannot get any worse, a hoard of mistakes and stupid things she did to avoid facing reality in the past, hasten towards her like a pack of wild animals escaping a bush fire. It’s only at that very moment that she’s able to picture the same oddity Miss Davis described as Satan during Sunday school years back, having one of the best laughs of his existence. And that’s all because of her

The angel of death will hiss at her like a cat would when his scared. Only, this time, the purpose of the hissing is to scare her and have a laugh from it. Dang! His teeth are horrible! No wonder God kicked you out of heaven. Not that we aren’t going to rot in hell together. And by the way, that odd looking thing on his head makes her feel worthless. It’s either a crown or a pair of horns. But whatever it is, it look grandiose on him. The most important thing is that Satan seemed to be having a better time than her and she hated that.

It finally occurred to her: “I am a psychotic, pathetic and unwise simpleton” She needed therapy. “And you need Jesus”