- May 29, 2018
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- Christian
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- Single
Its hard to know where even to begin. This is going to be a very long winded post, as I've never talked about, potentially the root of this, with anyone, but I think its time to try and find real answers. I don't mean to spill my whole life story here, but at this point I don't care.
A couple months ago, I had the first anxiety attack of my life. I ended up rushing to the ER thinking I was having a heart attack. After finding out there was no physical health issues, I had come to the conclusion it must have been anxiety related.
It made me question a lot in my life, and my current motivations for some of the major life changes I'm in the process of (buying my first home and living on my own for the first time).
To try and make an extremely long story short, it all goes back to my teen years. I had fallen pretty deeply in love with this girl my age at the time, and yet I never had the courage to even talk to her. I simply knew things about her and felt that we had had a lot in common. As someone who was born and raised a christian, albeit a pretty lackluster one who barely understood the gospel, I had always thought that finding a deep and meaningful relationship like this and getting married was the end goal. The thing in life that truly mattered most. I see in retrospect, I had always valued this kind of relationship above everything else, including my relationship with Jesus it seems.
Fear had really taken hold, and I couldn't ever quite seem to properly manage my feelings about this. I had never really told anyone either. I always had this belief that God had made mate for everyone, though now I suppose this isn't true. I cant really explain what had happened, but somehow in my mismanagement of the whole thing, it all turned to hate and I decided to run from the situation. After the dust had settled and I realized my chance to ever act on it was over, it resulted in a real deep sadness that really just turned into severe bitterness all these years. I realize now at this point, that ever since, I have basically, in the back of my mind been living my life trying to somehow impress someone who doesn't even know I exist. It's as if I'm trying to compete to try and gain this girls attention, who I'm sure has long since moved on and never knew I existed. So I had basically replaced my desire with relationship with the pursuit of money and material goods thinking this would make a difference.
With the issues I had in finding a house, I think that was just the final straw in my self efforts in this area and I cracked under the pressure. I have no problems believing Jesus is my salvation and the only way to eternal life, but I feel like I never quite valued any sort of relationship with him beyond that, and even in the back of my mind at times hearing that he WOULD give me what I wanted most, I was just so far gone because of this situation that I would never quite turn this area over to him. I suppose now is the time, but how do I let go of all of this? Every day there is this nagging feeling that nothing I do even matters. As if I have basically lost everything. There is no point in trying to pursue the situation anymore because there is literally nothing there, and without this thing to chase, I simply don't have anymore purpose in life. The book of Ecclesiastes really hit me hard. I feel like I cant move forward in anything at this point, because all I do will amount to nothing, and all my passions for anything are gone. What makes it even worse is, I knew chasing money and possessions wasn't the answer, but I did it anyway. I didn't know how else to handle it, and the whole things just made me an extremely angry and bitter person.
So now, how do I let go of all this? It's a constant struggle in my mind now, day in, day out, trying to answer all these questions I have no answers to. I have been constantly watching grace filled sermons and messages, reading the word, trying my best to reconnect with Jesus, but it all seems somewhat futile at this point. I have no love left to give, and I feel as though I don't even care. There is just simply no reason to go on. It seems like there's basically no future in anything. How could I even get close to God and value a relationship with him when I can't even begin to feel love anymore? It's almost as if its a foreign concept to me, I don't even know what it is at this point. To this day, I still have not had any sort of relationship of any kind beyond a few simple friendships with people. Never the deeper connection I wanted in the first place with someone. The constant nagging in my mind that I'm almost 30, and the feeling that everyone else I knew from school has so effortlessly moved on with their life, and here I am despite all my efforts with nothing to show for it is manifesting in physical conditions. It gives me a real sense of dread and defeat that I just cant seem to shake. I need a REASON to go on.
Has anyone else been through this? Are there even any answers? What is my purpose in life now? Can Jesus fix my heart? I have no problem believing I'm saved by grace through faith, that has never been questioned, but I feel as though all this is in the way of ever having a relationship with him and hearing from him. I feel completely empty and dead.
A couple months ago, I had the first anxiety attack of my life. I ended up rushing to the ER thinking I was having a heart attack. After finding out there was no physical health issues, I had come to the conclusion it must have been anxiety related.
It made me question a lot in my life, and my current motivations for some of the major life changes I'm in the process of (buying my first home and living on my own for the first time).
To try and make an extremely long story short, it all goes back to my teen years. I had fallen pretty deeply in love with this girl my age at the time, and yet I never had the courage to even talk to her. I simply knew things about her and felt that we had had a lot in common. As someone who was born and raised a christian, albeit a pretty lackluster one who barely understood the gospel, I had always thought that finding a deep and meaningful relationship like this and getting married was the end goal. The thing in life that truly mattered most. I see in retrospect, I had always valued this kind of relationship above everything else, including my relationship with Jesus it seems.
Fear had really taken hold, and I couldn't ever quite seem to properly manage my feelings about this. I had never really told anyone either. I always had this belief that God had made mate for everyone, though now I suppose this isn't true. I cant really explain what had happened, but somehow in my mismanagement of the whole thing, it all turned to hate and I decided to run from the situation. After the dust had settled and I realized my chance to ever act on it was over, it resulted in a real deep sadness that really just turned into severe bitterness all these years. I realize now at this point, that ever since, I have basically, in the back of my mind been living my life trying to somehow impress someone who doesn't even know I exist. It's as if I'm trying to compete to try and gain this girls attention, who I'm sure has long since moved on and never knew I existed. So I had basically replaced my desire with relationship with the pursuit of money and material goods thinking this would make a difference.
With the issues I had in finding a house, I think that was just the final straw in my self efforts in this area and I cracked under the pressure. I have no problems believing Jesus is my salvation and the only way to eternal life, but I feel like I never quite valued any sort of relationship with him beyond that, and even in the back of my mind at times hearing that he WOULD give me what I wanted most, I was just so far gone because of this situation that I would never quite turn this area over to him. I suppose now is the time, but how do I let go of all of this? Every day there is this nagging feeling that nothing I do even matters. As if I have basically lost everything. There is no point in trying to pursue the situation anymore because there is literally nothing there, and without this thing to chase, I simply don't have anymore purpose in life. The book of Ecclesiastes really hit me hard. I feel like I cant move forward in anything at this point, because all I do will amount to nothing, and all my passions for anything are gone. What makes it even worse is, I knew chasing money and possessions wasn't the answer, but I did it anyway. I didn't know how else to handle it, and the whole things just made me an extremely angry and bitter person.
So now, how do I let go of all this? It's a constant struggle in my mind now, day in, day out, trying to answer all these questions I have no answers to. I have been constantly watching grace filled sermons and messages, reading the word, trying my best to reconnect with Jesus, but it all seems somewhat futile at this point. I have no love left to give, and I feel as though I don't even care. There is just simply no reason to go on. It seems like there's basically no future in anything. How could I even get close to God and value a relationship with him when I can't even begin to feel love anymore? It's almost as if its a foreign concept to me, I don't even know what it is at this point. To this day, I still have not had any sort of relationship of any kind beyond a few simple friendships with people. Never the deeper connection I wanted in the first place with someone. The constant nagging in my mind that I'm almost 30, and the feeling that everyone else I knew from school has so effortlessly moved on with their life, and here I am despite all my efforts with nothing to show for it is manifesting in physical conditions. It gives me a real sense of dread and defeat that I just cant seem to shake. I need a REASON to go on.
Has anyone else been through this? Are there even any answers? What is my purpose in life now? Can Jesus fix my heart? I have no problem believing I'm saved by grace through faith, that has never been questioned, but I feel as though all this is in the way of ever having a relationship with him and hearing from him. I feel completely empty and dead.