Real

I usually don't post things that are super personal. Sometimes I share somewhat personal things, but if I'm having a tough time I usually don't share that. Generally speaking, I feel like I should put the best part of me out there for those few of you who are still reading this woefully blah and not-often-written-on blog.

I usually don't write about the not-great parts of me. I don't want this to become a place where all I do is complain, so I usually don't share my hurts and frustrations here, but sometimes you just have to get it out.

I'm tired of people being two-faced.

I'm tired of being left out. I want to care less in certain situations so that I don't feel this way, but how do I do that?

I'm tired of being so impatient with the kids. It's not their fault; I've always been an impatient person, and motherhood has helped me get better with this particular virtue, but not lately.

I'm just tired.

I want to be a better person, I want to be forgiving and kind and I pray for this...but it sure is hard to actually do sometimes.

There's no neat ending to this post, because it's just real. No editing, no saving for tomorrow, I just wrote it and hit publish and that's that.