it seems that everyday i wake up in the morning, i am at odds with myself. why am i not this, why am i not like that. eventually, i find myself in a hole of depression that puts me in a bad mood for the rest of the week. when i go to church (which seems to be full of condescension), i do not want to be approached by anyone, and, like school, i just wait impatiently for the time to expire. even when i pick up my bible, i find it hard sometimes not to throw it at something in anger, my question being: why would God allow this to happen to one of his children? i guess it is even worse to be a depressed christian at times because we are supposed to believe that this supreme being is always there to support us, no matter what, and yet we find ourselves alone and helpless, like not even He can help us.