Blabbable Secrets

She is going to kiss a bunch of frogs before she finds her prince. I just hope and pray that she doesn’t get hurt too badly along the way. She will get her heart broken but mostly she will just wind up hurting herself if she doesn’t figure out how to respect herself. Please respect yourself…ok?

I wish that I could give her some incite into my past so that she would know everything I do for her is to protect her. I know I have to let her go. There is nothing more that I can do to protect her from the outside world. I can’t even protect her from herself.

I’m not so sure counseling works any more. She basically says what the person in front of her for that moment wants to hear. It’s as if she’s a moth being drawn into the flame of right and wrong. She knows the difference between right and wrong. Even though she pretends she doesn’t understand… she really and truly does get it. She knows what she is doing is wrong yet she keeps doing it. I suppose that is what is meant when people say that we are born sinful.

So much has gone on this past week. I couldn’t take the lying. I’m tired of being used. I needed to leave and get out of town. I needed to be with my family. Hopefully I can gain the strength and the peace to be able to get through the rest of the summer without any major incidents.

But yeah… I have to let her go. She has to figure out her life for herself. There is not a whole lot more that I can do but to give her choices and let her pick which path she’s going to take. That’s really all that is left for me to do. When she comes back and asks for my opinion I can certainly share that with her. She has to respect our house rules. Oh and I suppose I can keep lifting her up in prayer. That’s something… right?