So much on my mind lately. It hurts to be burned by people and jerked around time and time again. I don’t know what to say or do about things like this any more. My brother thinks that I’m just too nice. Many thanks to God for friends who have actually been demonstrating their care for me. I’m usually the one taking care of others. I miss being cared for.
My main love language is Quality Time. I’m not really into all that mushy-gushy stuff, but it’s neat to know about yourself and your friends. So, anyone wanna go to an A’s game before I leave this summer?
Anyone else out there who has taken the test before? What’s your main love language? I haven’t had time to read the book, but does anyone know if your love language can change throughout the course of your life or does it stay constant? Hmm…