I want to share too....
Well let's start with my childhood; my dad from Iran left us ( i have 2 brothers) for his homeland. my mom and us moved in with my grandparents b4 living in tiny apts for yrs. i was an extremely socially inept child letting my fear of ppl and their dislike for me keep me in my bedroom and away frim kids at school. when i was 7 b4 my dad left i used to hold kitchen knives to my chest at night wishing i could "just do it". During my childhood i was raised in a Methodist church, but my dad who was Muslim, never joined us. He was also an addict and shrewd businessman who mocked the Christian faith. As a teenager I was into drugs and sex and dropped out of school. My mother (whom i deeply disliked at the time) could not control me; consequently, i was on probation from 15-18 at which time i was also in 2 juvenile det centers and finally drug rehad from 17-18. I always believed in God and Jesus but as a young child I hurt so much all the time. When i was about 8 i was angry because i thought i was crazy and locked myself in the bathroom after a fight with my mom and asked God to just go away, that i hated Him, and leave me alone cuz He wasnt doing his job
. Also, as a teen i was diagnosed as Borderline Personality Disorder and cut and burned myself regularly. I have scars from the cuts and burns and stitches that arent too bad, but i have to see them everyday. Anyway, to get to the point. After dabbling in "religions" from Wicca to even Satanism
, finally i got it. The only way i am okay is with God. I still have a problem with my shyness, but God is giving me strength. It has been only 2 months since i prayed to Jesus and asking for forgiveness and i feel like a different person. I no longer feel like i have this chaotic storm inside me. Yeah, this is long but my troubles started from the time i was 7, so this is the supercondensed version. Anyway now all i can do with my spare time is read the Bible, and anything else to do with Christianity. I attend the same church that i disliked as a child, and will be attending college in January. I had previously attended, but i flunked out cuz i didnt care i guess. Anyway, thanks be to God!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now i love me, hehhe.
Well let's start with my childhood; my dad from Iran left us ( i have 2 brothers) for his homeland. my mom and us moved in with my grandparents b4 living in tiny apts for yrs. i was an extremely socially inept child letting my fear of ppl and their dislike for me keep me in my bedroom and away frim kids at school. when i was 7 b4 my dad left i used to hold kitchen knives to my chest at night wishing i could "just do it". During my childhood i was raised in a Methodist church, but my dad who was Muslim, never joined us. He was also an addict and shrewd businessman who mocked the Christian faith. As a teenager I was into drugs and sex and dropped out of school. My mother (whom i deeply disliked at the time) could not control me; consequently, i was on probation from 15-18 at which time i was also in 2 juvenile det centers and finally drug rehad from 17-18. I always believed in God and Jesus but as a young child I hurt so much all the time. When i was about 8 i was angry because i thought i was crazy and locked myself in the bathroom after a fight with my mom and asked God to just go away, that i hated Him, and leave me alone cuz He wasnt doing his job


