People, people, people

It was Joshua's baptism today so I went to church in the morning.

I wanted to look smart so thought I would try on an old dressy the straps were a bit broken but I tied them in a way that seemed to work. I decided the dress was a bit too low cut so thought I would put a vest underneath. I went to take the dress off and realised I couldn't! I had tied it up too tightly!! So I had to just cover it with a buttoned up (slightly worn out and badly mended) cardigan...

There was a lunch after the service and, by the end of it, I was definitely feeling somewhat stressed. It felt like some people just didn't really like me very much. Fortunately, I didn't take these thoughts much deeper and make sweeping generalisations like 'I'm not likeable' or anything. I mostly know that there are people who like me and ultimately God loves me so much he saved me from Hell to be with Him.

Having said that, I did think more during the day how I dislike myself. But my identity is in Christ. Yes.

I went to Helen's where we chatted a bit and watched some TV. I felt a bit glue I think. I was definitely people-d out and come evening church time, I decided to go home.

I took myself to bed - very early.