I guess that would be the end but it will never truely be the end until I die, then I go to heaven and still....no end.
Well I then put up the biggest tallest wall one could possibly imagine, garanteed never to let anyone else get close. I still went to church every Sunday morning and evening and wed. nights. If I couldn't find a ride I would walk or ride my bike. There were even times I would literally care my little brother on my back all the way to church about 3 miles or so. Well then I got a car and was old enough to drive so I drove myslef. Donna is out of prison now and still playing her games of I want to be a mom now, then when she didn't feel like it she was done playing mom. This got old real quick so I started going on missions trips not only to avoid going with her but for the experience as well. Life seemed to be ok. What I didn't realise was that if I wasnt at church or work, I was locking myslef in my bedroom not talking to anyone. I was becomming depressed. I started comming up with ways to kill myself. I went to work and ate food I knew was bad, that didn't work, stood on the rail of a balcony at a job someone came in and so that was out, I even decided not to eat, this had to work and know one would suspect suicide. Only it didn't go as planned. I just wouldn't die! I over dosed on diet pills, tried to drink myself to death on soda to no avail. So I kinda gave up.
Then I met this boy and things were great. I was the center of his world only I had to go to see him and I had to call him and I had to plan the dates and I had to listen to him complain about his parents and no friends, and no job. Then we went to Bible camp and spent the whole summer together walking around the river and drinking coffee and then 2 years later we were ingaged. Well things sort of happened and I married someone else and he married someone else and we went our own ways. And this is where my testimony continues to make history from day to day.
Well I then put up the biggest tallest wall one could possibly imagine, garanteed never to let anyone else get close. I still went to church every Sunday morning and evening and wed. nights. If I couldn't find a ride I would walk or ride my bike. There were even times I would literally care my little brother on my back all the way to church about 3 miles or so. Well then I got a car and was old enough to drive so I drove myslef. Donna is out of prison now and still playing her games of I want to be a mom now, then when she didn't feel like it she was done playing mom. This got old real quick so I started going on missions trips not only to avoid going with her but for the experience as well. Life seemed to be ok. What I didn't realise was that if I wasnt at church or work, I was locking myslef in my bedroom not talking to anyone. I was becomming depressed. I started comming up with ways to kill myself. I went to work and ate food I knew was bad, that didn't work, stood on the rail of a balcony at a job someone came in and so that was out, I even decided not to eat, this had to work and know one would suspect suicide. Only it didn't go as planned. I just wouldn't die! I over dosed on diet pills, tried to drink myself to death on soda to no avail. So I kinda gave up.
Then I met this boy and things were great. I was the center of his world only I had to go to see him and I had to call him and I had to plan the dates and I had to listen to him complain about his parents and no friends, and no job. Then we went to Bible camp and spent the whole summer together walking around the river and drinking coffee and then 2 years later we were ingaged. Well things sort of happened and I married someone else and he married someone else and we went our own ways. And this is where my testimony continues to make history from day to day.
