My life feels empty. I've been struggling with depression now for longer than I can remember, and I think it might be clinical. A big part of it is because I don't have any close friends. I have some friends from church, but we're not that close.
The only person I've ever felt comfortable enough to open up to was my girlfriend, but she was psychotic, and she turned on me. I've been without a girlfriend (and by extension, a close friend) for about a year and two months now.
I have a spiritual mentor from church, and I thank God for him. Without him in my life, I don't know where I'd be. After the breakup, especially, I was a wreck. But there are still many things I am afraid to tell him, even though I believe he is trustworthy.
I also have a health problem that I've been suffering since I was a teenager. I keep praying for God to heal me, but it hasn't happened. Maybe He's trying to tell me something, but if so, I don't like what I'm hearing.
Even my prayer life is suffering. I used to pray pretty often, but now I have trouble saying a single word to Him. I know He's there and He's listening, but something is different.
Sometimes, I feel like giving up. But, honestly, I don't even know what that means. I can't kill myself, and don't think I would ever consider that, though I do sometimes wish I were dead. I also can't give up on God, or else I lose the only glimmer of hope I have for my life.
I just feel like I'm suffering, and I'm suffering alone. I want it to end, but it doesn't seem like it ever will. I'm living to stay alive, following happiness like a carrot on a stick that is always out of my reach, until that last miserable moment before I'm taken away.
Sorry for the rant. I don't mean to throw a pity party for myself, but this is how I feel, and I don't know what to do. Any prayers or advice are welcome.
The only person I've ever felt comfortable enough to open up to was my girlfriend, but she was psychotic, and she turned on me. I've been without a girlfriend (and by extension, a close friend) for about a year and two months now.
I have a spiritual mentor from church, and I thank God for him. Without him in my life, I don't know where I'd be. After the breakup, especially, I was a wreck. But there are still many things I am afraid to tell him, even though I believe he is trustworthy.
I also have a health problem that I've been suffering since I was a teenager. I keep praying for God to heal me, but it hasn't happened. Maybe He's trying to tell me something, but if so, I don't like what I'm hearing.
Even my prayer life is suffering. I used to pray pretty often, but now I have trouble saying a single word to Him. I know He's there and He's listening, but something is different.
Sometimes, I feel like giving up. But, honestly, I don't even know what that means. I can't kill myself, and don't think I would ever consider that, though I do sometimes wish I were dead. I also can't give up on God, or else I lose the only glimmer of hope I have for my life.
I just feel like I'm suffering, and I'm suffering alone. I want it to end, but it doesn't seem like it ever will. I'm living to stay alive, following happiness like a carrot on a stick that is always out of my reach, until that last miserable moment before I'm taken away.
Sorry for the rant. I don't mean to throw a pity party for myself, but this is how I feel, and I don't know what to do. Any prayers or advice are welcome.