This really doesn't have much to do with being single...well, in a way it does. I'm feeling so torn up inside about everything right now and I'm afraid of slipping back into the deep depression that I very recently came out of. I wanted to sleep all of the time, I hated being around everybody (including my family). There wasn't a minute of the day that I didn't think about taking my life. I would be constantly looking at everything around me and wonder "could I drive my car into this tree" or "would this knife sufficiently cut my wrists?" I hated that life! I was empty, merely existing on this earth.
Then when I came back to Christ in November I was so full of hope and happiness. I had my life all mapped out. No dating, no drinking, no smoking, no sex, no kissing, no listening to secular music, etc. I did pretty well the first month or so. I met someone I thought was really special and he made me want to strive to be a better Christian. And then something happened...he ditched me, like all of the guys from my past who had hurt me and bruised my soul over and over again. I went back to not caring any more. I'm scared because I wonder if being with him was the only thing motivating me to be a better Christian. Now I'm bitter. I can't stand reading stories about people who are in love, because I can't relate. I can't tolerate listening to people's relationship problems, because I can't relate. I don't even go to church any more because I'm so ashamed of the person I've gone back to being.
This past weekend was the straw that broke the camel's back. I got an instant message from a guy I dated back in my wild days. We had a wonderful three month relationship from July until the beginning of October and then I got "the call". I knew something was wrong. I knew he was going to break up with me. I stayed strong on the phone and pretended I was cool with it when inside it was tearing me up. It wasn't so much that I knew I was going to marry this guy, but just being around him made me feel good, almost euphoric. When we got off the phone I tried to cry, but I couldn't. I didn't know how to anymore and I still don't. It's like I want to cry so bad, but I can't. The last time I cried was when the last guy I was with (the one who made me want to be a better Christian) ditched me.
Anyway, this guy from my past started chatting with me and we had a great conversation. Then he called me later Saturday night asking me out. I accepted, out of boredom, and he picked me up at my apartment. We went to Waffle House (only place open at 1am) and then walked around the beach near my apartment. We had a wonderful time. So later on that night (or should I say, early morning) we went back to my apartment and watched TV. We ended up falling asleep cuddled up to one another. The next morning I couldn't wait to get him out of my apartment and all yesterday I was plagued by guilt and confusion. I really like this guy but I also know that A) He's not a Christiand and B) He will never make a commitment to any woman. He's content with it just being him and his cat. I'm so tired of allowing myself to be used. I'm always being treated as a doormat. I'm the girl the guys want to hang out with because I'm fun. I'm the one they come to when their girlfriends hurt them because I'm a good listener. I'm the one they come to when they want to use someone for sex because I used to be promiscuous (even though I have maintained my sexual purity since November).
I don't know what to do. I haven't even prayed about this because I'm afraid. I'm so afraid that if I pray and God doesn't answer my prayers that I'll lose faith again. I just feel like I'm totally losing it again and I'm so scared. Please
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Then when I came back to Christ in November I was so full of hope and happiness. I had my life all mapped out. No dating, no drinking, no smoking, no sex, no kissing, no listening to secular music, etc. I did pretty well the first month or so. I met someone I thought was really special and he made me want to strive to be a better Christian. And then something happened...he ditched me, like all of the guys from my past who had hurt me and bruised my soul over and over again. I went back to not caring any more. I'm scared because I wonder if being with him was the only thing motivating me to be a better Christian. Now I'm bitter. I can't stand reading stories about people who are in love, because I can't relate. I can't tolerate listening to people's relationship problems, because I can't relate. I don't even go to church any more because I'm so ashamed of the person I've gone back to being.
This past weekend was the straw that broke the camel's back. I got an instant message from a guy I dated back in my wild days. We had a wonderful three month relationship from July until the beginning of October and then I got "the call". I knew something was wrong. I knew he was going to break up with me. I stayed strong on the phone and pretended I was cool with it when inside it was tearing me up. It wasn't so much that I knew I was going to marry this guy, but just being around him made me feel good, almost euphoric. When we got off the phone I tried to cry, but I couldn't. I didn't know how to anymore and I still don't. It's like I want to cry so bad, but I can't. The last time I cried was when the last guy I was with (the one who made me want to be a better Christian) ditched me.
Anyway, this guy from my past started chatting with me and we had a great conversation. Then he called me later Saturday night asking me out. I accepted, out of boredom, and he picked me up at my apartment. We went to Waffle House (only place open at 1am) and then walked around the beach near my apartment. We had a wonderful time. So later on that night (or should I say, early morning) we went back to my apartment and watched TV. We ended up falling asleep cuddled up to one another. The next morning I couldn't wait to get him out of my apartment and all yesterday I was plagued by guilt and confusion. I really like this guy but I also know that A) He's not a Christiand and B) He will never make a commitment to any woman. He's content with it just being him and his cat. I'm so tired of allowing myself to be used. I'm always being treated as a doormat. I'm the girl the guys want to hang out with because I'm fun. I'm the one they come to when their girlfriends hurt them because I'm a good listener. I'm the one they come to when they want to use someone for sex because I used to be promiscuous (even though I have maintained my sexual purity since November).
I don't know what to do. I haven't even prayed about this because I'm afraid. I'm so afraid that if I pray and God doesn't answer my prayers that I'll lose faith again. I just feel like I'm totally losing it again and I'm so scared. Please
