The thing is that Dr. U is not there anymore, but I still feel unwelcome. I am ot welcome anywhere. nobody keeps me. Nobody wants me. I am rejected everywhere.
Am I going to find my place?
Even where God provided the big dog (Ami, lol ) and protected me from a PhD and a group of bad people, I still feel afraid. God provided me with a wonderful entertaining that I love, just like that, I recieved a call that they needed a pianist in a methodist church for their Christmas cantata, that saved me from being at my school church, not only saved me from being at my school church, but provided a little money, very little, but very welcome, and for me, it is entertaining. Almost as good as my salsa lessons.
I need to be thankful. My reasoning, my brain tells me that I have to be thankful. My stomach tells me that I am afraid.
The few people who dislike me, will not be able to do anything this year. I hope.
Why am I constantly looking for the aproval of people who dislike me? I always do that. I find people who dislike me and I try so hard so hard to get them to like me. It is like an obsession.
I look for the eyes of these people, I receive the rejection, and my heart crys.
Not even kids do it. When I get mad at a student, the student knows that he has disrupted my class, the student knows that I am going to give him a look. The student avoids my eyes. And these are kids, just kids. I am 51 years old and I look for the eyes of the person who I know rejects me, and I espect a smile, and I know it is not going to happen. And I still look for those eyes. When I should turn my head the other way, and avoid the eyes, so I do not give them the pleasure to give me the ugly look.
I need to avoid those eyes. I need to not to need their smile. Their smile is not going ot happen. I know they have some hiden reasons to reject me and I cannot change them. The pastor is putting people against me. But te next time he gives me a hug in public I will tell him to please not to do it. I will simply avoid him, pretend that I do not see him. So, he will not have the opportunity to give me a hug. I am so happy i do not have to go to thst church. As soon as the cantata is over, I have to go back to that church. Hopefully they might like me and they might want to keep me.
I have to avoid those people. Social studies teacher, K principal, secretary number 1, and pastor. Those four. If they do not notice my presence, they mgith forget me.
I have to be grateful. I do not need their smile. I do not need them, period. God will help me. God just showed me his myracles. God just protected me big time. I should not be afraid.
I have everything I need. Not everything I want, but everything I need. Even in the valley of darkness i shall not be afraid because his pastor rod is protecting me.
I have to froce my self to be grateful. God just gave me a graet manifestation of his mercy, and i am still afraid. Shame on me.