Let's lift up Gsaroytor's pregnancy, praying for a healthy baby girl. "For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb" (Ps 139:13). Trusting God's blessings & protection! 
Hello everyone! Let's lift up 
Daerxuirian
Disciple of Prayer
I pray for great health. I pray for my teeth to grow back. I pray to heal from stress and anxiety. I used to quit jobs a lot due to health problems, mainly it be with the way that I view myself. I wished bad things upon others and then wanted to harm myself. I hated myself for the way that I behaved. I pray for my mind to heal. I don’t feel as if I have regular thoughts. I want to feel normal again so I can enjoy life. I pray for my body to go back to normal. Over the past few years, I’ve been going through some strange things with my body. I don’t feel normal. I pray for strength and for healing. I feel as if my hands, my feet, my arms, hair, scalp, eyes, everything bothers me. I’m always in agony, pain. I pray for healing. I pray for healing in my teeth. I pray for my teeth to grow back and go back to normal. I feel a lot of pain. I had to get a root canal and never got it. I don’t like the dentist. I don’t brush my teeth every day. I feel as if bad things always happen to me. Please pray for me. I feel like I can’t even hold down a job. I was working at ### and I had quit. I didn’t like the area or the people that I was working for or with, maybe with. I had an issue with one of the workers on my first day; she would touch me. I felt like she was kind of weird. I pray for a better job. I pray to focus on healing and bettering myself and not allowing folks to tear me apart or bring me down. I pray to let go of anger and madness. I pray for brighter days. I pray that my head heals. I would stress over my health, visiting doctors, chiropractor, doctors. I felt worse visiting them and I didn’t have the income to keep going. I pray that my health gets better so that I don’t need to visit doctors. I pray for better days. I pray for my private areas to heal. I pray for my health, body, to be normal again. I pray to let go of mental illness. I pray that my health goes back to normal. I pray for brighter days. I pray for strength and protection from my enemies. I pray for my eyes to heal, for my back, neck, arms, everything to heal and get better. Please pray for me. I would like to workout but I feel my muscles popping. I feel my legs popping too, and it’s like when I lay down my body crawls up to a little circle. I went to the hospital for this same reason a couple of years ago and got no response. They couldn’t find anything wrong. I felt out of touch with reality. I used to catch buses and travel a lot. People would see me. I was lost traveling alone. Please pray for me. I barely had income. I would spend my money on things that I didn’t need. I would not change my clothes certain days and would hop back on the bus. I would wear sneakers that had holes in them, shirts that were dim, sweatpants that were raggedy. I needed help. I was not myself. I was sad for a very long time. I didn’t want folks to watch me or stare at me. It was very bad. Please pray for me and make things better. I don’t want to be the same woman. I want to be a better woman. I don’t want to argue or fight with folks anymore. I don’t want to wish bad things on folks anymore or not work or do the right thing. Please pray for me. I feel guilty for not working or not coming to God to begin with. I wouldn’t be having the problems that I have now. Please pray for me. I pray for protection from the man upstairs. He put a spell or a curse on me. Something with my body is not right and this man always trying to come by me when I’m resting, laying down. It’s like he wants to have me up running around the house. All I do is walk back and forth. I rest but I do the same thing every day. I would like to work and be around good folks. I miss being around friends. I had a lot of friends and stayed going out but I had to cut them off because of them betraying me and not wanting to be a good friend towards me. I had issues back then. I would get mad quick. I pray for anger issues to be healed. It wasn’t bad but I felt as if I could be happier. I guess not having money or my own spot made me very unhappy. It made me sad. I pray for strength and healing. I pray for my health to be better. I pray for my body to heal. I don’t feel normal. The man upstairs is attacking my body areas like my head, my hands, my legs, my nerves. He’s attacking. Please pray for me. He’s against me. He was following my head around when I was turning my head. He was walking around his apartment upstairs looking for my head trying to find me so he could walk over my head and drop things on spite. He was bothering me for a while. Even when I had lifted my legs to cross the street, I saw him at the bus stop and soon as I had crossed the street, he turned around very quickly. Even when I had walked well, he had walked past me when I was standing upstairs and my face and lips felt strange. I didn’t know what was happening towards me. The same thing happened when I was catching the bus. Some man was moving his hands and I was sitting in the back seat and two other women came and sat in front of me. I felt as if my hands were bothering me. Even when I went to apply for a job at ### years ago, I didn’t get it. I told them something and they right on the spot didn’t hire me. I felt as if my aunt and her bf would make me nervous. They would watch me, stare at me when I would get dressed. I stayed in the bedroom a lot on my phone. I barely came out the bedroom and watched tv. I pray I never have to stay with her again. When I had turned my head when she was walking out the bedroom of her daughters, she started walking fast then she rolled her eyes at me. She used to seem worried or stressed out that I was there. I never had issues with her before but I saw her bf. He started telling her things of me and she would listen to him. I didn’t like that. Even when I would just be talking to my cousin in the living room or in his room, I would hear him say, “oh she going in the room.” He got mad at me for sitting down next to him when I was upset, worried of my hands. I said my hands had felt strange when I had turned on the lights. I felt like something happened to my hands when I did do that. Even when I went to turn off the lights the other day, something felt as if it happened to my hands. Please pray for my hands and my body to go back to normal. My hands started to feel strange years ago when I was inside of my mother’s bathroom. I felt as if the man upstairs did something to them and my brain, like my thoughts, everything is connected to my hands. The body functions together so I felt disconnected like I didn’t know what to do without my nerves in my hands. I started walking back and forth throughout the house. I was mad, scared. I was afraid. I felt as if this man didn’t care for me. Even when I would use the bathroom or take showers or walk on the floor or sleep in the bed, I felt as if he would be doing something towards me. So after I had wished death on my mother’s bf, I ended up having mental issues. I wanted to get out of the house because I feared I would be killed or that my mother wouldn’t like me because of me wishing a bad thing on her bf. I didn’t like her or him. She moved him inside the house without informing me. She would live with him for a while until she decided to allow him to move in. She would tell me to have my own place and that I’m grown. I didn’t want to move out yet. I pray that things get better for me. I’m still hurt, betrayed by what she did to me. She even put me out. I had fights with her. She would curse, wish bad things on me for years and abuse me. Our relationship wasn’t always good. I pray that things get better for me. I pray for strength and protection. I don’t like that she’s always upset or not happy. She barely takes me places with her now. She’s working a lot. I applied for her to work. She works at ### for her second job. I just pray that my life changes and be better. I pray for happiness. I pray for peace. I pray for happiness. I pray for love from within. I pray for my relationship with God to get better. I pray for protection from the enemy. I feel as if this man who yawns next door, he yawns all the time. I be feeling as if he’s listening towards me and as soon as he gets tired of listening, he starts to yawn. When I walk, I can feel him listening to me walk on the hard floors. I feel as if he had did something to the floors. I was standing and felt him standing by the walls listening to me and my mother argue. He used to bring another guy over his house and I felt like this man would move funny as well. Everybody who stayed inside this house gave me a problem. They would listen through the walls. I don’t like that. I felt as if one lady who was there, she didn’t give me any issues but majority of the men who stayed there did. I pray for a new home. I don’t feel like myself here. I want to move around in my place, decorate, create memories, have good times, and be happy with myself. My aunt when I stayed over her house, they didn’t want me to walk around the house and my grandmother, she didn’t want me to leave her house when I was staying with her. I felt depressed, poor, unhealthy, unstable. I had bus drivers say bad things to me. It was terrible. A lot of them bus drivers be weird. Some of them are nice. Bus drivers I pray that I start to have money so I don’t have to worry of bus drivers trying to talk down on me. One man had said people always trying not to pay. I didn’t even ask him to get on for free. I said I didn’t have any money and he got upset with me but I can admit I was getting on the bus a lot with no money. I was trying to get out of the house and travel but I didn’t work. I needed to work instead of hoping on the bus every five mins and not having anywhere to go. I would use the bathroom on myself a lot from not having strength to hold it. I felt useless. My bladder let me down. I don’t know how to control my bowels and I would use the bathroom on myself. My uncle got upset with me. I had used the bathroom in his bed when he allowed me to stay with him. I would sit down at parks for a very long time just sitting there. My arms felt like I couldn’t move them. I felt stuck. I take medication well. I was taking medicine for schizophrenia and I would take it not all the time. I would sit at bus stops a lot and catch buses. My mind was messed up. I wanted to kill myself. I didn’t care of my health or anything that would happen towards me. I would go over random men’s house getting into strangers’ cars, talking to random men. One grown older man tried to talk to me and he was aggressive. He went back through his phone the next day. He got mad because I wouldn’t sleep with him when I was there. He told the guy I was talking to, well one of them that I was over his house, he said he had recorded me and downloaded the video to an app. I didn’t know he recorded me. I felt violated as if I should not have trusted this man to begin with. I felt as if he was weird. He was steady trying to get me to open up to him when I was just sitting down minding my business. Another man came up to me when I was sitting down at the park and asked me if I was a man or a woman? And he would ask me if I had a bf. I was sitting alone after I had finished walking. He was older than me. He wasn’t my type and he was a foreigner. I always have experiences at this park that I go to. I pray for better days. I pray to heal from the negative experience I had with a manager who I was working for. They paid under the table. She got mad at me because I had cramps and couldn’t really work on the register and I left. She hopped on the register and started having an attitude. I didn’t like her or the one of the workers who I used to work with. She had got mad at me because she had said she didn’t like the way that I worked and she had told me that and she was an older Hispanic woman. She was conceited and thought she was all that but I worked well. I was new. I was training and she had said that towards me. I pray for my body to heal. I feel unlike myself when I’m in the house. I feel aggravated as if I have to watch out for this man upstairs. He’s crazy. I pray for better days. I pray that things get better for me. I pray for my own home. I pray for a new car. I pray for a new bike. I pray for my head to heal and go back to normal. I feel unlike a normal woman. I feel unlike myself when I’m out in public. I feel like the man upstairs was on the side of me when I was in the bed. It’s like he hovers over the apartment trying to get me to see if he can get in between my legs or my head or my eyes or my body. When I had lifted my head up, he started slamming things down as if he wanted me to lay down because it was night time. That man is insane. I took a vitamin and felt as if I had wanted to get up and he was lurking around on the side of me and I felt as if he was trying to do things. I pray for brighter days. I pray to be forgiven from all of my past sins. I pray for strength and protection. I pray that my body heals. This man has been attacking me even while I’m sleeping. I can feel him over my body trying to make me feel stuck or weak. I had issues with people on buses as well. It was bad. One lady had covered her face with a newspaper whenever somebody would stare at her. I pray for my mental health to be better so I don’t use the bathroom on myself ever again. I pray for strength and for my body to heal. I pray for brighter days. I pray for my health to be better. I pray for my eyes to heal and go back to normal. I pray for my arms, legs, eyes, back, feet, whole entire body to just heal. I’m being attacked constantly by this man. I pray for brighter days. I pray that my father heals from his mental illness. I pray for my brother. I pray I can heal from the pain he’s caused me. I was scared of him. He used to fight with me all the time. He talked bad of me. He called me crazy. He used to not want me in the kitchen with him. He wanted me to be in the room until he got done. He was crazy. I pray for better days. I pray for a new home so I don’t have to deal with the pain anymore. Staying inside of this building, it’s too much damage that’s been done here. I don’t want to stay here no matter how bad I try to feel happy. I still remember the trauma, the negative people watching me inside of their cars when I would walk by. Then when I talked to him, he had said he thought I was mean but I was alright after he had spoken towards me. I pray for better days. I pray for a better neighborhood to move to. I don’t like the area that I stay in. I pray that I get back to myself that I focus on fashion, my hobbies like running, walking, working out, doing things that I enjoy. I pray for better days. I pray for protection from the enemy. I pray for a new bike and a new iPhone. I made a mistake and spilled water inside the phone that I’m using. I pray that my health gets better. Please pray for me. I also pray for my uncle to get out of jail.
