LIVING ROOM MEMORIES  89 

(August 5, 2007)

“For out of the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks.” (Matthew 12:34)
I’m a letter writer, at times far too much so. When I have an idea, I need to share it. When a Bible verse speaks strongly to me or puzzles me, I need to discuss it. When something exciting happens in my life, I can’t keep it to myself. I write when I’m happy, when I’m excited, when I’m hurt. The river inside me must flow. What’s in my heart must come out.

I’m a communicator by nature. This is what has helped me as a photographer and writer.

But lately I’ve been feeling very badly about myself, having the distinct feeling that I’ve been burdening friends too much with emails and phone calls. This tendency to over-communicate is difficult to control; it’s like an obsession. Every once in a while I feel like I’m a nuisance and a burden. It’s an ugly feeling. I feel ashamed.

Fortunately, since I started blogging things have improved a bit. I have one more place to express myself. But there’s nothing like talking to a special friend who understands me and has become important to me. I just wish I could find it in myself to give my friends more space. I sincerely hope and pray that God will help me change.

This problem is with me whether I’m high or low. It is not affected too much by mood. Is this a bipolar thing?