Last night I went to Birmginham to a church leadership meeting. There spoke two apostles, Elder Wirthlin and Elder Nelson. To those of you who are reading this who aren’t LDS (haha! sorry for a moment there I was thinking people read this! heh.) our Church has apostles whom we consider to be modern day versions of Jesus’ apostles in ancient times – so it was a pretty big deal.
Well, since my mind has been all messed up lately, I really didn’t enjoy it as much as I could/should have. Afterwards when most everyone there had gone and shaken their hands, President Alder (local stake president) came back asked if I had shaken their hands and without waiting for an answer politely shoved me towards the front. Well, it is an odd feeling to have two apostles of the Lord react to you in the same way: look at you, look at your hair, eyes widen, smirk. There was a sigh from me both times.
I am feeling a bit better, but I still feel like crap. I’ve been dreaming more recently and some of them have been a bit disturbing – disturbing to me anyway. More than anything else, I am tired of feeling messed up and tired of feeling crazy. I know I am not crazy or messed up (too badly) but the feeling is there all the same.
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