You ever have those moments where you see a different side to someone that you respected and looked up to and things just change? I'm definitely having one of those moments. I feel guilty for having respected this person and for wanting to have a friendship our even be noticed. I feel guilty bc I don't exactly know the whole story, I'm just trying to know the story with what I have. I just can't seem to shake this feeling and figure out what I should do. You ever hear that saying "if someone shows you their true colors the first time, take it and run?" How true, right? But can I really be feeling this way if the person doesn't even know me? Or they have no idea that I am currently struggling with this battle, almost. I can't feel the level of respect dwindling to almost nothing. Nothing comes before my God. No one comes before my God. God is love not hate. I wish every one knew that!
