Sometimes things make my heart hurt like it is hard to breath. I don't know if it hurts just because it is so sad or if feels so crushing because I don't know what to do about it. I have felt this most acutely about Proposition 8.
I know that since I have grown up in California, I am seen by many people in Utah as liberal or feminist. I don't feel that I am liberal or conservative. I feel like I am middle ground. It has been a little bit of a journey to get to where I am today on many issues and prop 8 is the same in this regard. I am now in a place where when i think about it not being passed it is hard to breathe.
As I think about how this world is changing, how we are losing sight of morals and starting to destroy ourselves, it makes me sick. I think about the struggles of raising a child now and in the future. Will I be able to do it? How do you teach morals in and amoral world?
I don't know how people can make choices that obviously don't make them happy and will never be able to make them happy? It makes me sick to think about people who hate themselves so much that they will hurt themselves. I want to cry when i think of girls who feel like they aren't important if they don't have a man to fulfill them. I don't know what to do with myself when I see people who are so unhappy that they turn to drugs or alcohol to make them better.
We all can be happy. The savior will take our pain away, we just have to let him. There is a life of happiness and joy that is available to everyone if we simply partake. Why is that so hard?
Split pea soup with salt lamb - Saltkjöt og baunir
11 months ago
4 comments:
your blog is now really hard to read with all the stars. just putting that out there....
I think that if you think of all of those things at once then your head might explode.
Perhaps you should join me in my quest to become a social worker...that way you can save the world one person at a time.
Hey Prop. 8 is winning just thought you might want to know!
I really feel you on this, both with Prop 8 and with everything else you said about the unhappiness that is so rampant in our world. I think that is what motivated me to pursue psychology, and to begin preparing to serve a mission (if everything works out, I should be starting my papers next month). I feel like the Gospel is the antidote for all the pain, heartache, worry, and misery in the world; it is the solution for the entire world's problems, and here we are running around with this vial of antidote trying to get people to believe to believe that all they have to do is partake of it and be healed, but they won't listen. It really breaks my heart.
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