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sorrowful1
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I say 'weird" because it’s not been long I converted to Christianity (and it’s one of the best decisions in my life). Also, weird because the idea/thought of wanting to be a nun has occurred to me since I was a fat little pig.
The older I grow, the more detached I become from my “friends”. There was a time when mom used to nag me " You’re so naive, your “sacrifice” for your friends won’t get you anywhere but disappointment’. How true she was , but I was so “high on my self claimed glory of being a sacrificing friend’ that I totally ignored her lectures until after many a disappointing incidents (in which I failed to receive the support I " expected” ) , I finally realized “attachment leads to expectations ; expectations lead to disappointment” .
Now, I am detached from everyone (enough said). People drain my energy and the parents worry about me not socializing enough. Well, I’m an introvert , to start with and basically, books are my “friends”. Sickness, struggles and people. I feel so tired from everything, I just want to spend my life in a pious vocation - helping the poor and diseased, in a dedicated service to the Lord.
Have anyone of you " felt" this way? What should I do? Pursue my interest (I know it’s not an easy task becoming a nun) ? Or let it go because the “job” is only for a few select?
The older I grow, the more detached I become from my “friends”. There was a time when mom used to nag me " You’re so naive, your “sacrifice” for your friends won’t get you anywhere but disappointment’. How true she was , but I was so “high on my self claimed glory of being a sacrificing friend’ that I totally ignored her lectures until after many a disappointing incidents (in which I failed to receive the support I " expected” ) , I finally realized “attachment leads to expectations ; expectations lead to disappointment” .
Now, I am detached from everyone (enough said). People drain my energy and the parents worry about me not socializing enough. Well, I’m an introvert , to start with and basically, books are my “friends”. Sickness, struggles and people. I feel so tired from everything, I just want to spend my life in a pious vocation - helping the poor and diseased, in a dedicated service to the Lord.
Have anyone of you " felt" this way? What should I do? Pursue my interest (I know it’s not an easy task becoming a nun) ? Or let it go because the “job” is only for a few select?