Where God literally has taken me and threw me in the worst trial ever with no kind of comfort or encouragement or a kind word or something to sustain me. I must be the worst of them all to have to go through such a trial. I've been trying to read Psalms looking for some type of promise. I may even find one but it just seems unbelievable. He must hate me more than the rest of the Christians to have to go through this. I hate my life. I'm always in a trials and it sucks. There's no relief.
I guess all I want is some encouragement or some honest advice. Maybe it's not meant for me to be happy? I just want to curl up and stop existing. Really I do.
I guess all I want is some encouragement or some honest advice. Maybe it's not meant for me to be happy? I just want to curl up and stop existing. Really I do.