- Jun 8, 2009
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I think that it's been 3 years since I began my membership on this forum. I was 27 at the time, and had not had a girlfriend yet. I am 29 and will turn 30.
Not so successful in this department, and I am beginning to hate my life. On top of that, I have arthritis in my neck, feet, and elbows.
I am finding myself in increasingly more physical pain, and the fact that I am so lonely adds to the emotional pain.
I do wonder if I should abstain from inappropriate content at all, because I do think that I won't ever get married. And, why should I? I appear to have something wrong with me. I think that I would likely pass my bad genes down to the next generation.
The world continues to turn. People do not care if I have a bad life or not. If I die then it won't matter.
Everything appears to be meaningless right now. What is the point of everything?
Is God apathetic? Does God care about me at all? If so, then why am I still like this after three years?
Or, how about all of the time before I was on this site? My dad suggested that I try to find community in church when I went to college and was so far away from home. Yet, church didn't work out for me in college. And, I still am unsure if it will ever work out for me.
I did get through some of my challenges in my life, but I still have quit a few problems now that kind of discourage me. Namely, the ones regarding my body. Even if I do find someone, I might not have much longer on this earth to spend time with them.
It might be better off if I never get a girlfriend and don't worry about marriage. But, what is the point of all the work that I am doing then?
And, what about the biological urges that I have? God gave me a body which desires these things, but it seems that the world might be better off not using my body like that.
I have learned that the world is filled with evil people. Even from among self-proclaimed Christians, I find mostly just evil people.
I rarely meet a good person, and it seems that it's mostly on-line, because Christians in person aren't usually that nice to me.
And, in spite of everything, my entire life might not have any meaning.
Not so successful in this department, and I am beginning to hate my life. On top of that, I have arthritis in my neck, feet, and elbows.
I am finding myself in increasingly more physical pain, and the fact that I am so lonely adds to the emotional pain.
I do wonder if I should abstain from inappropriate content at all, because I do think that I won't ever get married. And, why should I? I appear to have something wrong with me. I think that I would likely pass my bad genes down to the next generation.
The world continues to turn. People do not care if I have a bad life or not. If I die then it won't matter.
Everything appears to be meaningless right now. What is the point of everything?
Is God apathetic? Does God care about me at all? If so, then why am I still like this after three years?
Or, how about all of the time before I was on this site? My dad suggested that I try to find community in church when I went to college and was so far away from home. Yet, church didn't work out for me in college. And, I still am unsure if it will ever work out for me.
I did get through some of my challenges in my life, but I still have quit a few problems now that kind of discourage me. Namely, the ones regarding my body. Even if I do find someone, I might not have much longer on this earth to spend time with them.
It might be better off if I never get a girlfriend and don't worry about marriage. But, what is the point of all the work that I am doing then?
And, what about the biological urges that I have? God gave me a body which desires these things, but it seems that the world might be better off not using my body like that.
I have learned that the world is filled with evil people. Even from among self-proclaimed Christians, I find mostly just evil people.
I rarely meet a good person, and it seems that it's mostly on-line, because Christians in person aren't usually that nice to me.
And, in spite of everything, my entire life might not have any meaning.