present day, present time

Before I figure out what I'm going to write concerning you I wanted to start with myself, but only with the things that are here this moment. I'm writing now in a sort of purgatory. The girl I'm dating doesn't love me and doesn't know if she'll ever love me, just that she wants to be with me, I'm having to live semester to semester in my school, hoping each time that my grades are fine, I have to come home on weekends to what may or may not be a head splitting level of emotional tension and the preacher at our church misses the gospel in the text 75% of the time(I've got to give him props for the other 25% which is better than some). That's where I am right now. So where are you? E-mail me, post a comment, whatever. I want to help, if I can. I won't post anything that you ask me not to, and if you want me to respond to you privately please send me your email. I'll try to help in someway, that's all I can say for sure. Ironic.cliche@gmail.com