- Apr 12, 2019
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I am questioning my faith at all. Right now I believe in nothing. Reading the Bible won't help as I don't even want to look at it.
At tonight's group meeting at the Alpha group a space for believers and non believers everything was good until some not sure Catholic uses the f word in casual conversation in an Church of all places I trust no one again.
I am no longer sure if it is even worth it to go out anymore. At least when I stayed home I did not hear that word except during Christmas go figure birth of Christ was miserable.
My mother who is concerned says to still attend the Friday night prayer service and Sunday and she not devoted.
I know it sounds stupid but at the Church and the Thursday night groups being around true believers was a blessing even forgetting about wearing headphones around strangers. Now however because if this horrible night my guard is up ten fold.
Why did I even bother life was boring but safe as an hermit and I felt lonley but content. When my sister nearly died wish it was me instead the dying part started this mock journey back to God again.
What a waste of time and effort for nothing. All it got me was a burnout of Prozac and an addictive psychotic that is making my head feal funny hearing that horrible f word from stupid filthy German language.
At tonight's group meeting at the Alpha group a space for believers and non believers everything was good until some not sure Catholic uses the f word in casual conversation in an Church of all places I trust no one again.
I am no longer sure if it is even worth it to go out anymore. At least when I stayed home I did not hear that word except during Christmas go figure birth of Christ was miserable.
My mother who is concerned says to still attend the Friday night prayer service and Sunday and she not devoted.
I know it sounds stupid but at the Church and the Thursday night groups being around true believers was a blessing even forgetting about wearing headphones around strangers. Now however because if this horrible night my guard is up ten fold.
Why did I even bother life was boring but safe as an hermit and I felt lonley but content. When my sister nearly died wish it was me instead the dying part started this mock journey back to God again.
What a waste of time and effort for nothing. All it got me was a burnout of Prozac and an addictive psychotic that is making my head feal funny hearing that horrible f word from stupid filthy German language.