- Jun 29, 2004
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I know this is going to sound morbid, but I really want to sleep and not get up. I don't want to die persay but I am tired, no, exhausted of dealing with everything.
So I started college 2 weeks ago, which I am already doing poorly in, it didnt help when my fiance` and broke up a week before school started, and prior to that he and I got very physical and I ended up being hurt pretty bad but he also got hurt from my defense. I don't understand anymore, this man was everything to me. I can say that there is someone in particular on this forum whom has helped me make it through from day to day and I have a couple friends. I was thrown away by a lot of my friends when my ex fiance` began lying about me and now it has progressed so that 90% of my *friends* hate me. I dont get it. I am depressed, and recently I was diagnosed with squamous cell melanoma which has metasticized already to my leg from my back, which is very bad for a prognosis. I have made the decision to not get treatment, just let God take me, but I fear that since I KNOW I will die from this, short of God sparing me, I feel it to be suicide and thus unforgivable and condemning to hell...
I am so tired. I hurt and I cry and I cannot keep going. I need some strength...
So I started college 2 weeks ago, which I am already doing poorly in, it didnt help when my fiance` and broke up a week before school started, and prior to that he and I got very physical and I ended up being hurt pretty bad but he also got hurt from my defense. I don't understand anymore, this man was everything to me. I can say that there is someone in particular on this forum whom has helped me make it through from day to day and I have a couple friends. I was thrown away by a lot of my friends when my ex fiance` began lying about me and now it has progressed so that 90% of my *friends* hate me. I dont get it. I am depressed, and recently I was diagnosed with squamous cell melanoma which has metasticized already to my leg from my back, which is very bad for a prognosis. I have made the decision to not get treatment, just let God take me, but I fear that since I KNOW I will die from this, short of God sparing me, I feel it to be suicide and thus unforgivable and condemning to hell...
I am so tired. I hurt and I cry and I cannot keep going. I need some strength...