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Humble Servant of All
I pray for great health. I pray for a new home. I feel like I'm constantly being under attack by the man next door and the man upstairs, especially when I go to use the bathroom. I have to turn on the light that makes noise because the elderly guy is standing by the bathroom wall, and when I go to use the sink, he goes on the side of the wall and starts banging on the wall as soon as I turn the knob. When I'm laying down in the room, I can feel him listening to me through the walls. If I move, he moves, and he definitely put a spell on the floor or did some type of witchcraft to the bedroom floors inside of my brother's room. I can feel him listening to me as soon as I walk through the door. He's sick, I feel like he got problems, and so do the man upstairs. He's constantly making a lot of noise, and I feel under attack. I don't feel safe here and I feel stuck here like he wants to trap me and make me think that I can't move on or go anywhere. He used to be in my business before, and he and his wife used to always ask me questions. I just pray that things get better for me and that I move away from this building. I don't like it; I never liked this building. I feel like it's very spooky, even the elevator. I feel like it's haunted or something, but I know I shouldn't be afraid. Still, I pray for a new home so I can relax, listen to music, watch TV, and be happy. There's a lot of negativity out there, and I just pray to heal and get better. I let myself go by walking to the park a lot and sitting down on the grass. I would do that and realize that not every day I need to be doing things like I used to be. I was alone a lot. I stopped speaking with a lot of the people who I used to be friends with, and they must've thought that something was wrong with me. I was betrayed by a couple of them, and I would just like to heal and get back to myself. I don't bother anyone, but when I used to sit in my building out on the staircase, a lot of people used to think I didn't live in the building. I got into an argument with a lady because she was walking next to me, bending down, and I moved over, and she got mad at me and called me homeless. I went back and told my mother; she started using that against me. She was the one who told me to stay out of the hallway. I used to sit out there because I didn't like my house. I was being nice to the maintenance man, but I felt like he didn't even like me anymore. I just pray that I can learn to just do the right things and stop hanging out in the hallways. Some gay man got mad at me; there were two gay men who used to roll their eyes at me when I would be sitting down on the steps. I just pray that I can forgive myself for doing that and put it past me. A lot of years I lived here, I've been having issues with neighbors. Because I used to hang around no one, and my mother used to turn the TV off spitefully and turn off the wifi so I would have to leave the house. She wouldn't even speak to me when she would leave the house in the mornings, and she would tell me not to follow behind her. She would not even defend me when I told her that the man next door was talking bad about me to one of his family members, and he said he was just trying to help me as if I asked for his help. He was minding my business, but I'm not sure if my mother told him that I was sick. She kept talking about my mental health and putting bad things on me, saying that I was depressed or what not when I wasn't. She told people bad things about me, and she used to just stare at me even while I'll be asleep. She would be staring at my neck. I didn't like that and didn't understand why she kept watching me. When I used to explain things to her, she used to grab my arms, and she would talk bad about me to my brother. I know she told the people at the hospital that I had mental issues, and they were talking down on me, saying that I wasn't to be trusted, and I didn't like that. I used to travel a lot to different hospitals, thinking that I would get help with my fingers and my problems. I didn't work or have a phone with the internet to apply for a job, so I used to walk around a lot, and I was under a lot of stress. My mother didn't pick up the phone for me; she would lock me out. She took away the keys, and when I had come back from the hospital, she had given me fake keys. She would tell people from my dad's side of the family that I was suffering from schizophrenia, and she said that she didn't say it; the doctors said it. I felt like people didn't like me based off my diagnosis. Staff members inside the hospital used to talk down on me; it was very bad. I even got into an argument; one of the younger women was watching me, and she didn't want me to move, and I felt like there was tension between the both of us. I pray for healing from staying inside the hospital and that I get better. I pray that the man upstairs leaves me alone and stops bothering me. I feel like there's a lot of noise in the house, and it never used to be that way, and the noise is coming from him. He's sick, I feel as if he has mental issues. I just pray for healing and that things get better for me. I pray to be able to start my own business one day. I pray for a new car and a new iPhone so I can make phone calls and text on it. I pray to get healthy and for God to restore me back to good health. I pray that my teeth grow back and I pray to be healed from mild scoliosis. I pray for the tear in my back to be healed. I pray for better days. I pray that God heals my subconscious mind and my head and my entire body. I pray to feel like a regular girl again. I pray that I can heal from all of my health problems. I pray for strength and protection. I pray for a new job. I would like to work and create my own business soon. I pray to be protected from my enemies. I pray that my eyes heal; they seem to wander. I feel like the man upstairs did something to my eyes, and it's like I don't have any peace. I feel like he doesn't want me to be alive or he doesn't want me to move around inside the house. He doesn't like when I walk around or blast music or talk; it's like he's always right there listening over me. Soon as I start to talk, he starts making noise, and I just feel like he's listening. I pray to heal and to get back to myself completely. I feel like my mother used to humiliate me in front of my friends, and she used to always say I was mean or had an attitude, but I didn't. I was usually a happy person. I felt like one of my friends used to be in competition with me. I pray for healing and that things get better for me. I pray that my neck heals and my head. God, please restore me back to good health.
Prayer Focus: God, Thank You for loving me. Thank You for loving me, Jesus. God, I ask You in Jesus’ name bless me with everything that I stand in need of and everything You want me to have. Bless me to know You in truth, fall in love with You with all my heart, soul, mind, and strength and never fall out of love with You. Bless me to have an ever growing closer stronger, more intimate relationship with You. Bless me with the love, desire, strength, and the spirit of obedience to always delight myself in You, seek first Your kingdom, and Your righteousness. Help and strengthen me God to always respect and obey You. Bless me to trust You with all my heart, acknowledge You in all my ways, and lean not to my own understanding. 
