repeat repeat repeat

God,

I know I could just talk directly to you, but I’m afraid.  It’s the same way a kid confesses to their mom, when it’s the dad that deals out the discipline.  I didn’t mean to let it go this far.  I would like to say it was with good intentions, and I guess to some extent, that would be true; the problem is that somewhere along the line, I lost sight of the ultimate goal… Your ultimate goal.  I don’t like ending up at this same place over and over.  I’m tired of learning the same lesson.  I hate how the only person I have to blame is me.

I’m sorry.  Please forgive me.  Help me go from here and not only forgive myself, but also not make the same choices again.  I love you.