I could give you my entire back story but it's too much to type. The gist of it, I was raised christian and I had a normal life. My mom became an alcoholic in my early teens and ruined my family. I don't have parents who care about me, and even if they did they're too childish to even be capable of helping me out if I needed it. I'm 24 and I have been on my own for a long time now. I work 6 days a week, I live on my own and I go to school full time. I drive a moped because long story short my car messed up and I couldn't afford to get it fixed. That's a rarity I know, typically people who drive mopes do it because they got caught drinking and driving. I don't drink. I also don't do drugs and I don't smoke. In spite of every last struggle I have had to deal with I've always reminded myself to be thankful for everything I have in life because there are people who are less fortunate than me. I have struggled with being a believer for the past few years and really I'd say I'm more agnostic than anything and here's why. My best friend has had a functional family his whole life. He has parents he can seek advice from. He has a car, a truck and a motorcycle. He has every opportunity to succeed in life and he doesn't take it. This may sound like envy, and it is, but not as you might think. I don't envy his material possessions, I envy the opportunities he has. I have worked my butt off my whole life and right now my moped won't start. As has been the case for the past month. I have had to put it in the shop 7 times in the past 3 weeks. As you can imagine this is costing me. I have been missing days of school because of it. I am behind on my rent and my electric bill is due tonight or my power gets cut off on Monday. Not only this but I have had to bum rides off of people, and that of course isn't free either. My spirit is broken and I even resorted to prayer, but that didn't work either. Whatever words I uttered were only heard by me, because the cold hard truth is that if God exists, he isn't listening to me. I haven't asked him for petty, trivial things like most people do. All I've been asking for is the opportunity to succeed on my own accord. To be able to build myself up to be worth something, so that for once maybe I can walk out of my apartment knowing I won't have to worry whether nor not I'm going to make it to school or work. I am coming to you people because you believe so strongly in something I've lost all faith in. The thought even came to my mind today that if I could, I would end my own life. Not because I'm sad, but because living day to day is a struggle in itself. I don't even have groceries in my apartment because I am so broke from trying to stand on my own two feet. So I'm asking you to pray for me, because I don't know what else to do.
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