Clinging

I've been sitting here for 30 minutes now, spending most of the time bawling.

I tried my best to maintain composure before they left... but the moment the door shut, the tears fell.

It's actually hard for me to write this right now because I just don't even know what to feel. What to think. What to... anything. Something tells me that I should go out and introduce myself to other people on my floor, but I can hardly bring myself to do this blog post, let alone go out and socialize.

Maybe things will be different tomorrow. I certainly hope so.

But Lord... in this moment, I am clinging to you and you alone. And in this moment I have realized that I should always cling to you, regardless of how comfortable I am. It just makes more sense to me right now because I've never felt this vulnerable before; the reality, however, is that all of us are always vulnerable. No matter how much one hardens themselves, his or her soul will always need you.

You are the only one who can free us from that vulnerability.