Poop

So originially, I pulled out my lappy to watch a movie on netflix and fall asleep... but it seems there is too much on my mind to actually do that.
1. People suck.
2. Being in an intense discipleship program for most of the last year, and then not... is hard.
3. Not being at Canby Grove stinks.
4. Not being near enough to friends that are hurting is hard.
5. Hating my own bipolar decisions/opinions is annoying.
6.Not having enough money is stressful.
7. Not wanting to be where I am is depressing.
8. Wanting to be where I'm not is worse, but sorta the same thing.
9. Having a pessimistic view despite the encouraging words at church tonight, aggravating.
10. Not really caring, worst of all.
11. Hating that people will read this, but still wanting them to, pathetic.

poop.

How the crap does a man just take off and leave his wife for another woman with no warning? What the crap is his problem? I don't even know this woman and I wish I could be there to hold her and cry with her, help her through the pain. People suck. Forgiveness is written in my blood/spirit/heart/soul/everywhere but it's hard for me to forgive people like that. I'm pissed that this man could do it. I'm pissed at how his actions have made his family feel and everything they have to deal with now. I'm pissed that he can get away with it. I'm pissed that he didn't stay true to his vows. I'm pissed that his son is hurting more than he can probably guess. I'm pissed that there's nothing I can do to help but pray. And I hate that I am so far away from my friend.