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Hello everyone! Let's lift up 
Othaireurron
Prayer Warrior
I pray for great health and to heal and to get back to myself. I’m depressed. I always think about how gorgeous and beautiful I used to be. My looks have changed. I look like I’m stressed out and going through a lot. I want my youth to come back. I’m still young. I’m only ### years old. I pray for healing and that I get back to myself. I let the little girls from church, the neighbor upstairs, and my brother and my cousin upset me. I haven’t been myself. I’m fighting battles within myself every day. It hurts sometimes when I’m laying down. I feel like I’m going to die sometimes. My hands bother me ever since I started taking medication. My hands started to change a little bit, but things have been going on with my hands for years now from the guy upstairs. He’s attacking me. My body, every part of my body, he’s attacking. He’s over me now. I feel his presence inside of the room and I just pray that things get better. I pray for a new home so I can be at peace and not have to worry about neighbors living next door from me or neighbors upstairs from me. I would like to move into an apartment or a nice house. It’s only me right now, so I pray that I’m able to move soon. I pray for my health to get better so I can work at a job and not quit due to health issues. This has happened to me before and I don’t want that to be my case no more. I want for my health to be good so I can work, make money, and follow my dreams and be able to do things that I love to do. I pray for my personality to come back. I lost my joy, my happiness after I moved in with my aunt and I haven’t been the same woman ever since. I paid a psychic to help me. She wanted to take all my money and I was working two jobs. She wanted to charge me ###-### dollars just for a session. I didn’t want to work just to give her all of my money. I was stressed. I would call her all the time and she would pick up for me but she wanted me to pay her. I didn’t have the money to pay her. I started spending it on hotels because I didn’t like my home. So every weekend or any weekend I’d be free, I’d check myself inside of a hotel. It was that bad. I hated my house and I still do. I want to move so badly right now. I’m sleeping inside of my brother’s room and the guy next door. I feel like he knows I’m sick or crazy or that something isn’t right with me. I don’t think he likes me and I feel as if he talks down about me to the people who come to stay with him. I saw him talking bad about me two years ago with a man who was staying with him and me and the man got into an argument because of him running his mouth. He used to act like he ran the block just looking at him and other people that he be with, you can tell he’s arrogant and I just don’t think he likes me or my mother’s bf. He told me to start acting like a girl and get dressed like one. I used to wear sweatpants a lot because I didn’t work and I would just be home and he told me to start dressing up. I apologized to him and felt as if he didn’t accept my apology. I felt like he knew I was not liking him and he wanted me to keep that same energy. He didn’t care about me and he called me weird. I felt like he thought the worst about me. I would hear him talking bad about me all the time towards my mother and he would act strange when he would go to work and take out the garbage and leave it out. It was very awkward living with him. I pray to heal from living with my cousin and the neighbors she had. I felt like the entire family was not feeling me. I didn’t shower or anything there. I felt like they were above me making a lot of noise. Moving around, my head started to feel strange and so did my private areas. I felt like people were walking over my head when I would be asleep like being sneaky trying to not wake me up inside of my sleep trying to overpass me. That’s what I felt like. Those same neighbors don’t live there anymore. I pray that I can heal. I still feel traumatized by living there and sitting inside of my building. The noise I would hear with the door downstairs. I felt like an evil spirit would attack me when I would walk up and down the stairs even when I would speak on the intercom. I felt like my mother would act oblivious and she would have me saying things out loud so neighbors can hear me on the intercom. It felt strange. I felt as if she was doing it on purpose. She would lock me out of the house. It was very bad. I pray for healing and that I get back to myself. Even living with my cousin was very bad. I felt ugly. I didn’t feel like myself. I tried speaking with her. She didn’t answer me. She would stare at me and never talk and she would roll her eyes at me sometimes. She’s inside of a mental hospital right now. I don’t want to go back there. I went there because of her and my mother. I couldn’t rest with them two in the house. My mother does things when people are asleep which isn’t nice or good at all. She would always stare at my neck when I would be asleep or she would always watch me when I would get dressed in the morning. I pray for healing so I can move and get away and start fresh, start over. I pray to heal from schizophrenia if I do have it, from anxiety, depression, from suicidal thoughts from the past, from fear, from living with my aunt and living underneath her neighbors and fear of my own home with the neighbors upstairs and the neighbors next door.
