I feel lost. Theres alot here and it's hard to convey my thoughts down so bare with me this might be a bit long:
I am, yet am not, new to the faith in Jesus. I've been off and on for many years now. It seems I do get a bit closer each time but I fall way short. I've said the salvation prayer countless times, yet I still have lack of faith. I've tried attending christian oriented churches in my area, but I feel out of place. I keep falling into sin, and I keep reading that I shouldn't have a desire to want to sin again, yet I do. I keep feeling like I'm unsaved yet I have guilt, sometimes worse than other times, when I commit these sins. I know the struggle is ongoing but I just feel a lack of God in my life. I'm so restless, always irritated, quick to get frustrated over things that I guess most people wouldn't?
This is in a nutshell my situation. I will elaborate more though so you will get a better picture.
I will kind of start at the beginning and quickly work my way through my life to give a better understanding of some of what was written above.
At the age of 3 I was diagnosed with ADHD, and not the typical "Oh your child is hyper he automatically has ADD" like most doctors like to diagnose children with. No I have the real ADHD, and the more severe form of it. It would make my life a nightmare. The inability to sit still, concentrate, and focus on most things would prove to be my downfall in many things. Fast foward a bit to my school life. It mostly consisted of me being in special education classes due to my ADHD, but even back then I was treated horribly. Teachers couldn't handle me and were extreme. I remember in elementary school a substitue special ed teacher pinning me on the ground when the "time out" room wouldn't work on me. It seems no one knew how to handle me really. On top of that I never had friends. I guess the only friend I had was a mongoloid friend *forgive if this is an offensive word I dont know the condition and this is what my family tells me* afterwards I never had friends growing up. So from around middle school to high school were the worst times for me. This is where being picked on was taken to new lows from people. Not to really get into it I will just give a few examples. One particular example in Junior High, I was in a lutheran school, I was sitting in a class waiting for it to start, minding my own business. A girl who was rather ruthless, came behind me swung a thick book at the back of my head. I just remember hearing laughter and not understanding why, i kept quiet. Numerous incidents like this left me alone and wondering. Fast forward to highschool. It was a 4 year nightmare. Between being picked on by students, and teachers sometimes siding against me, it was hell. There are COUNTLESS incidents here, there was this one incident I remember very clearly and I still don't understand. Again I was in special education classes, always with the special ed classes... Anyway so was in class and a few weeks prior there was a new student. Seemed like a quiet kid kept to himself was I guess liked by everyone but I never really knew why cause I never talked to him or anything. But, for some reason he didn't like me. It started out small he'd give me weird looks nothing major but I definatly sensed he didn't like me. I don't remember what else happened but obviously I knew he hated me I dont quite know why. One day it boiled to a head as one class was starting I was siting in my desk, it was one that was attached to your seat so sometimes getting up was hard, minding my own business. He walked past me whispered something in my ear, I honestly can't remember what it was but it set me off and I rarely lost my cool during classes, if it was it was a major incident but I honestly dont recall all of them. So anyway he whispered something in my ear I got absolutely mad to the point, I slammed my palms on the desk as I stood up, the desk/chair rolled off to the side, I then threw a pencil at him. Again I never resorted to throwing things at people, I rarely got violent like that angry most definatly frustrated sad and lonely yes but never violent like that. Immediatly after the pencil was thrown the ENTIRE class gets up gets between me and him and starts jumping on me "whoa why are you attacking him, he's a good kid." I tried to explain, eventually the teachers aid came and she even sided with him, why was I being voilent towards this nice good kid. I lost it, I was taken out of the room, I was kicking doors and so out of it that day. Being hit, shoved, kicked, punched, spit on, nasty rumors made about, no friends, an outcast. Hell I was even shunned by other outcasts. How the hell does that even happen? I'm an outcast of the OUTCASTS? Needless to say my school life was hell. There is far more but this would take way to long to write, and I honestly don't remember all of it. On top of all that, my family was always blaming me "oh it's your mouth you don't shut up yada yada blah blah". Yet the funny thing is, ya I was talkative and soemtimes I said dumb things, but when I was in school I kept to myself.
So, moving on we have college. I tried college, I failed. I tried electronics engineering at first, 2 semesters and i failed. After I switched my study to heating and air conditioning. Failed. Problem was I couldn't stay focused. I couldn't do the homework, I would even sit in the study cubicles in the library area's, I couldn't focus, the ADHD was just overwhelming. Finally my family said I couldn't do nothing so I needed to get a job. I had had jobs before but they never lasted long but this time being a college failure I had to do something, what would my life become if I coudln't. Heh little did I know back then I would become a huge flopping failure in life. Anyway so I tried one job after another, couldn't hold them. Finally my parents applied for disability for me since they knew something obvoiusly wasn't right. From the failing of college to lack of holding a job we needed to do something. Well I applied for disability and got it after about 2 years. This was around 2001, and by this time my father's health wasn't good. He had massive brain cancer. I didn't mention yet that my home life was as bad as my school life, I'll get into that a bit later. Finally in 2002 my father died and it just seemed like my life become dull grey. After highschool, failure of college, can't hold a job, now my father dead I started to blame God. I remember once in the wooded area by our neighborhood park I practically looked upward and screamed "why God WHY. Why are you allowing these bad things to continuuously happen to me. What have I done so wrong that you can't help me." of coures at the time I wasn't born-again. Still though I question that even now, why has my life been so poor. What purpose has this happened to me?
So fastforwarding nearly 15 years now, its now 2015, I'm going to be 35 this new year, I have nothing going for me really. I still don't realy have friends, the only 2 friends I have are going through a falling out over new years day because of a religous discussion that ended in my blind friend telling me to shut the F up or he'd start throwing fists my way and his wife telling me I'm racist simply because I dont have a desire to date someone of a different race. I sit in my room all day playing on my computer, be it watching movies, or anime, or gaming on my computer thats all I really have a desire to do. I've tried going to church like I mentioned earlier, I've tried reading the bible hell I got pretty far, most of the old testiment, nearly the same time as reading almost all of the new testament, over a the last 6 monthes. What have I gotten out of it though? Nothing really, I remember next to nothing of what I read, and i'm actually so burnt out on the bible that trying to read it just leaves me feeling empty. Am I truly saved if I feel burnt on reading the bible?? I simply don't know. I don't know anything i've lived in a bubble for the last 14 years. I've degradated to what I feel is over 20 years. I feel like I have mental capacity of a teenager, What I mean is I dont remember anything I learned in school, I don't know common things that I think people in their 30's should know. I've been sheltered my whole life, and it's taken a toll. I'm outright afraid of EVERYTHING now, afraid of germs, afraid of dying, afraid the airplanes flying above my head are going to fall apart in mid-air and crash down on my house. Hell I'm afraid of our oven/stove/heating system exploding. Or that I have this or I have that. I can't go to hospitals because if I hear a disease I feel I have it. I'm a complete mess. I've even tried looking for jobs again through voc rehab, I got one after like 6 monthes of looking and within 3 days I lost it due to my back issue and I couldn't handle it. Now we are looking for the lowest possible entry level position and since it was just New Years my advocate is on vacation so no job hunting right now.
Then there are my sins. I'm a sinner, aren't we all you say. Perhaps but I feel mine are pretty bad, I know a sin is a sin, but some of mine haunt me. Yet I continue to commit sins and even though I feel guilt and remorse, I do it. God supposedly gives us a way out. I've read the bible, begged god on my hands and knee's tears streaming down my face, yet I fall into it. I have thoughts I can't control, sometimes I have dreams. I cannot say what these are because it's between me and God and though I have attempted to go to therapy, nothing has worked. Oh I forgot to mention I've been with therapists my whole life and they never work. I beg God, beg and beg and beg, help me Lord help me find you help me change my ways. I can't. I can't let go of things, I can't let go of my thoughts, of my past, It haunts me and it plagues me every day. I'm fighting back tears just writing this because this is so damn painful. People tell me all the time I need to let go and give in to Jesus. HOW. I've had so many ppl praying for me, entire churches, groups of people my own family, NOTHING WORKS. WHY CAN'T IT WORK WHY IS GOD WAITING WHAT DID I DO WRONG. Did I blaspheme the Holy Spirit with the Unpardonable Sin? If I'm beyond redemption why do I feel remorse, if I am not beyond redemption WHY CAN'T I FIND PEACE. JESUS TAKE OF OFF THIS DAMN PLANET I CAN'T STAND THIS ANYMORE. No I'm not suicidal but I can't stand living either.
I'm so frustrated right now, theres so much more to my life but writing it would take way too long.
I am, yet am not, new to the faith in Jesus. I've been off and on for many years now. It seems I do get a bit closer each time but I fall way short. I've said the salvation prayer countless times, yet I still have lack of faith. I've tried attending christian oriented churches in my area, but I feel out of place. I keep falling into sin, and I keep reading that I shouldn't have a desire to want to sin again, yet I do. I keep feeling like I'm unsaved yet I have guilt, sometimes worse than other times, when I commit these sins. I know the struggle is ongoing but I just feel a lack of God in my life. I'm so restless, always irritated, quick to get frustrated over things that I guess most people wouldn't?
This is in a nutshell my situation. I will elaborate more though so you will get a better picture.
I will kind of start at the beginning and quickly work my way through my life to give a better understanding of some of what was written above.
At the age of 3 I was diagnosed with ADHD, and not the typical "Oh your child is hyper he automatically has ADD" like most doctors like to diagnose children with. No I have the real ADHD, and the more severe form of it. It would make my life a nightmare. The inability to sit still, concentrate, and focus on most things would prove to be my downfall in many things. Fast foward a bit to my school life. It mostly consisted of me being in special education classes due to my ADHD, but even back then I was treated horribly. Teachers couldn't handle me and were extreme. I remember in elementary school a substitue special ed teacher pinning me on the ground when the "time out" room wouldn't work on me. It seems no one knew how to handle me really. On top of that I never had friends. I guess the only friend I had was a mongoloid friend *forgive if this is an offensive word I dont know the condition and this is what my family tells me* afterwards I never had friends growing up. So from around middle school to high school were the worst times for me. This is where being picked on was taken to new lows from people. Not to really get into it I will just give a few examples. One particular example in Junior High, I was in a lutheran school, I was sitting in a class waiting for it to start, minding my own business. A girl who was rather ruthless, came behind me swung a thick book at the back of my head. I just remember hearing laughter and not understanding why, i kept quiet. Numerous incidents like this left me alone and wondering. Fast forward to highschool. It was a 4 year nightmare. Between being picked on by students, and teachers sometimes siding against me, it was hell. There are COUNTLESS incidents here, there was this one incident I remember very clearly and I still don't understand. Again I was in special education classes, always with the special ed classes... Anyway so was in class and a few weeks prior there was a new student. Seemed like a quiet kid kept to himself was I guess liked by everyone but I never really knew why cause I never talked to him or anything. But, for some reason he didn't like me. It started out small he'd give me weird looks nothing major but I definatly sensed he didn't like me. I don't remember what else happened but obviously I knew he hated me I dont quite know why. One day it boiled to a head as one class was starting I was siting in my desk, it was one that was attached to your seat so sometimes getting up was hard, minding my own business. He walked past me whispered something in my ear, I honestly can't remember what it was but it set me off and I rarely lost my cool during classes, if it was it was a major incident but I honestly dont recall all of them. So anyway he whispered something in my ear I got absolutely mad to the point, I slammed my palms on the desk as I stood up, the desk/chair rolled off to the side, I then threw a pencil at him. Again I never resorted to throwing things at people, I rarely got violent like that angry most definatly frustrated sad and lonely yes but never violent like that. Immediatly after the pencil was thrown the ENTIRE class gets up gets between me and him and starts jumping on me "whoa why are you attacking him, he's a good kid." I tried to explain, eventually the teachers aid came and she even sided with him, why was I being voilent towards this nice good kid. I lost it, I was taken out of the room, I was kicking doors and so out of it that day. Being hit, shoved, kicked, punched, spit on, nasty rumors made about, no friends, an outcast. Hell I was even shunned by other outcasts. How the hell does that even happen? I'm an outcast of the OUTCASTS? Needless to say my school life was hell. There is far more but this would take way to long to write, and I honestly don't remember all of it. On top of all that, my family was always blaming me "oh it's your mouth you don't shut up yada yada blah blah". Yet the funny thing is, ya I was talkative and soemtimes I said dumb things, but when I was in school I kept to myself.
So, moving on we have college. I tried college, I failed. I tried electronics engineering at first, 2 semesters and i failed. After I switched my study to heating and air conditioning. Failed. Problem was I couldn't stay focused. I couldn't do the homework, I would even sit in the study cubicles in the library area's, I couldn't focus, the ADHD was just overwhelming. Finally my family said I couldn't do nothing so I needed to get a job. I had had jobs before but they never lasted long but this time being a college failure I had to do something, what would my life become if I coudln't. Heh little did I know back then I would become a huge flopping failure in life. Anyway so I tried one job after another, couldn't hold them. Finally my parents applied for disability for me since they knew something obvoiusly wasn't right. From the failing of college to lack of holding a job we needed to do something. Well I applied for disability and got it after about 2 years. This was around 2001, and by this time my father's health wasn't good. He had massive brain cancer. I didn't mention yet that my home life was as bad as my school life, I'll get into that a bit later. Finally in 2002 my father died and it just seemed like my life become dull grey. After highschool, failure of college, can't hold a job, now my father dead I started to blame God. I remember once in the wooded area by our neighborhood park I practically looked upward and screamed "why God WHY. Why are you allowing these bad things to continuuously happen to me. What have I done so wrong that you can't help me." of coures at the time I wasn't born-again. Still though I question that even now, why has my life been so poor. What purpose has this happened to me?
So fastforwarding nearly 15 years now, its now 2015, I'm going to be 35 this new year, I have nothing going for me really. I still don't realy have friends, the only 2 friends I have are going through a falling out over new years day because of a religous discussion that ended in my blind friend telling me to shut the F up or he'd start throwing fists my way and his wife telling me I'm racist simply because I dont have a desire to date someone of a different race. I sit in my room all day playing on my computer, be it watching movies, or anime, or gaming on my computer thats all I really have a desire to do. I've tried going to church like I mentioned earlier, I've tried reading the bible hell I got pretty far, most of the old testiment, nearly the same time as reading almost all of the new testament, over a the last 6 monthes. What have I gotten out of it though? Nothing really, I remember next to nothing of what I read, and i'm actually so burnt out on the bible that trying to read it just leaves me feeling empty. Am I truly saved if I feel burnt on reading the bible?? I simply don't know. I don't know anything i've lived in a bubble for the last 14 years. I've degradated to what I feel is over 20 years. I feel like I have mental capacity of a teenager, What I mean is I dont remember anything I learned in school, I don't know common things that I think people in their 30's should know. I've been sheltered my whole life, and it's taken a toll. I'm outright afraid of EVERYTHING now, afraid of germs, afraid of dying, afraid the airplanes flying above my head are going to fall apart in mid-air and crash down on my house. Hell I'm afraid of our oven/stove/heating system exploding. Or that I have this or I have that. I can't go to hospitals because if I hear a disease I feel I have it. I'm a complete mess. I've even tried looking for jobs again through voc rehab, I got one after like 6 monthes of looking and within 3 days I lost it due to my back issue and I couldn't handle it. Now we are looking for the lowest possible entry level position and since it was just New Years my advocate is on vacation so no job hunting right now.
Then there are my sins. I'm a sinner, aren't we all you say. Perhaps but I feel mine are pretty bad, I know a sin is a sin, but some of mine haunt me. Yet I continue to commit sins and even though I feel guilt and remorse, I do it. God supposedly gives us a way out. I've read the bible, begged god on my hands and knee's tears streaming down my face, yet I fall into it. I have thoughts I can't control, sometimes I have dreams. I cannot say what these are because it's between me and God and though I have attempted to go to therapy, nothing has worked. Oh I forgot to mention I've been with therapists my whole life and they never work. I beg God, beg and beg and beg, help me Lord help me find you help me change my ways. I can't. I can't let go of things, I can't let go of my thoughts, of my past, It haunts me and it plagues me every day. I'm fighting back tears just writing this because this is so damn painful. People tell me all the time I need to let go and give in to Jesus. HOW. I've had so many ppl praying for me, entire churches, groups of people my own family, NOTHING WORKS. WHY CAN'T IT WORK WHY IS GOD WAITING WHAT DID I DO WRONG. Did I blaspheme the Holy Spirit with the Unpardonable Sin? If I'm beyond redemption why do I feel remorse, if I am not beyond redemption WHY CAN'T I FIND PEACE. JESUS TAKE OF OFF THIS DAMN PLANET I CAN'T STAND THIS ANYMORE. No I'm not suicidal but I can't stand living either.
I'm so frustrated right now, theres so much more to my life but writing it would take way too long.