"I don’t think I am afraid of being alone.
I am instead afraid of someone loving me and not being able to muster honest, truthful love out of the wretched mess that is my heart.
One can love while in pain, can’t they?
The way you can rejoice through sufferings and bring glory to God?
I hope so."
I wrote that in March. Now it's June... and once again I am proved to be inadequate.
It is so fortunate that being alone doesn't scare me.
