- Aug 8, 2025
- 15
- 13
- 46
- Country
- United States
- Gender
- Male
- Faith
- Catholic
- Marital Status
- Married
My recovery has been a long road, and I'm still not out of the woods. I've recently had a burst of motivation to start working harder on my physical health, mental health, spiritual health, and broken relationships. Maybe I'm being selfish, but I've been praying for the same thing day-in day-out, and night after night. I've been praying for my heart to be filled with love, so that I can share it with those around me. I've been praying for any harbored resentment to leave my heart and mind so I can see others as God sees me. I've gotten this strange feeling a couple times, like an emotional descent into hell. There's no torment or suffering, just absence. It's like a realization that this connection I don't think I have with God I've actually always had, and I don't realize it until it disappears. What I'm left with is this terrible sense of isolation far beyond anything I've ever experienced, this loneliness I didn't think was even possible. It's terrifying. Sometimes I don't even want to pray. I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't know why my heart is filled with such bitterness. Logically I want to forgive everyone who has wronged me, but it's like my heart holds on to the hate regardless of me wanting to let go of it. Just needed to vent. I feel lost.