This has been bothering me for a while now. I've been out and about and seen a lot of struggle in the world. I just recently saw a homeless man reaching into the trash for food when I gave him my lunch. A friend asked why did you do that. This took me off guard, for when I do bad things no one asked why. Now I'm going through a struggle of my own, and a lot of people ask am I okay. Truthfully I'm not. I'm on an emotional rollercoaster that is turning my reality into an alternate universe. So I say no but I'll be okay. I know deep down inside God will make a way for me to get out of the Miry bog. Then they turn and go about their day and come back to show me all of their material items that they purchase. In the struggle I have to budget $10 for a meal breakfast lunch and dinner. I make it work. This is me being okay. Not crying. Holding my head up high. Trying to stay positive. So I'll leave out of my house and I put on a smile. Another day another dollar and I have to make it work. Now I lost my car job and I'm about to lose my house. So I prayed and ask God for a way out. Then I woke up and I did what I do best, baking and chocolate. It's in God's hands now. That's life....
