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I was a catholic schoolgirl at one point in my lifetime. When I went through my first communion, I was given a piece of stained glass with the following prayer:

God, give me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
courage, to change the things I can,
and wisdom to know the difference.

Courage I've got in spades. Serenity and wisdom escape me still.

I wish they would visit me now. I feel like an idiot half the time, for being trapped in my own head, unable to voice what's driving me crazy because of the shame I would feel for thinking it. Why can't I get out of my own head?!

I wish I knew what to do to.




I wish I could drive someone as crazy as they do me. I have to find serenity, though, I suppose...