I truly try to be kind to all people. I wanted to be Travis’s light in the darkness that is cancer.  I want to be a light to the world. I can’t stand when people dislike me.  I want to know why. So I can understand and be better. When people can’t tell you why. It drives me insane. 

It would be better if I just put them out of my head. Let them go. Pray for them. Give my problem to God. Lay your worries at the foot of the cross. It really helps to think that way.  

I get lost in my thoughts. Caught up in self pity. So much that my jaw tightens. I give myself a headache. Writing helps to get those bad thoughts out. Think how much money  I would save on pain killers if I didn’t worry.  Keep the image of laying the worries at the foot of the cross in my mind. Relax.