Love is patient, love is kind.

The theme of this, my thirtieth year, is balance. At the moment I am struggling with the balance of my mouth. I want to share but in growing up shy and holding it all in, I am forcing out more than I want to. I used to sit back and now I know that if you do not give of yourself, you will not be given back to. I however, do not want to be overbearing and over sharing. Rhyme not intended. Haha.
My heart is to really know people and care about them. I want to understand why someone is who they are and have compassion.
And I want to get back to patience. I find myself sounding angry. I am not meaning to be; it is a cover. I am angry often but not because I want to be.... because I can only come out of myself by pushing. By demanding. I want to stand up, but I want to exude confident gentleness.
Ugh. I am exhausted from processing how this will come about. I only know I can't find patience on my own. I can only hope in the one who works things out..... and hope people will bear with me until then.