At this point

I can’t stop shaking. I can’t stop crying. I can’t stop typing, because now it’s out there. Now someone knows my dirty little secret. And it scares the hell out of me to think what they must be thinking. I don’t like who I’ve been, I don’t like what I’ve done, but now it’s in God’s hands, and He will send the right people to assist me.


I am not proud of my past transgressions; I hate that I was stupid enough to get into those situations. Where I go from here now is up to God.


Now if only I could stop shaking.


~ by HelixRook on October 11, 2011.

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