I'm trying to figure things out. Needless to say, I'm not getting very far.
I never thought that dating an atheist would prove to be so difficult. I mean, of course I knew there would be differences and things we just wouldn't agree on, but it seems as if it's more than that. But I'm crazy about him, and he's crazy about me, and we want this to work. I will fight for this to work. It has to work.
On a slightly different note, I finally sat down and talked with Josh, my ex. We caught each other up on our lives for the most part. I don't think things will be as awkward anymore. I still cannot stand the thought of him being with another girl, though. Or even having girl friends. i know that's weird and obsessive and I'm trying to get over it, but it just bothers me. I want him to still like me. I want him to still want to be with me. I don't want to be with him, but he didn't want me to want him anymore. I never wanted him to stop wanting me, and he has, and him being with another girl is proof of that.
I'm trying to figure out God. Crazy, right? It's a hopeless endeavor, and it's not so much that I'm trying to figure Him out, but rather really figure out if he exists. I wont go into detail. it's way too complicated to merely type out, and I'm talking about it with one of my friends who is an amazing pastor/theologian. I'll get through this. It's just going to take a while. And in the meantime, I've never been so confused or felt so alone.
But I'm listening to Five Iron Frenzy, reading a book called The Samurai (for a class, mind you. It's dreadfully boring, although not nearly as boring as Wuthering Heights), and copying notes for my religion class. I intend to study for my first math class eventually, although I don't even understand it enough to sufficiently study. That's where Josh's friendship will hopefully come in to play.