(Courtesy of Etsyan: spidercamp)
I'm baffled.
I'm upset.
How do you know what or who is genuine anymore?
I think that is something that hits at the core of who I am. I can't even drink Splenda, because not only does it taste nasty, I hate the fact that it's fake. I hate fake gold, not because I'm so prissy I need the expensive stuff, I just can't stand the fact that it's only a mere imitation. I detest people who choose to be shallow, surface-level, only at their convenience friends. If you're a friend, be a friend. You can't just decide when you want to invite people and when not to. Even if you think they'll say no, why can't you just invite them?!!
I'd rather have 1 friend who was consistent and genuine and speaks their heart, than 1,000 "friends" who decide when they want to call you "friend".
I'm not sure if it's the funk of winter, or just random frustrations, but I haven't got the faintest desire to touch my card stuff or scrapbook stuff.
I'm sure even the best of crafters have "motivation droughts".
Just try to be faithful. I hear my college pastors talking now...their kind but piercing words: to stand firm, even when the world around is chaos. Jesus...you never knew who your true friends were...you understand!
