Onthin
Disciple of Prayer
I feel like my own prayers aren't working. I feel alone in the world and with God. I've tried to learn, I've tried to lean, I've tried faith and trust, I've tried everything, but I am so deep in an alarming and dangerous depression. I started to lose my mind, which I have already. My thoughts are not clear, my actions are irate. I cry 5 plus times a day. The "last" trigger for me was this relationship that I can't seem to let go of and absolutely have no idea why it hurts my feelings so much. I experienced domestic violence in a past relationship, but this one takes the cake, and he never even yelled or hit me. I always say I can heal a bruise, but I can't just touch my brain and my heart and heal it easily, and that's how I feel. The mental state I'm in isn't going away, and I have prayed in every which way, but it hurts something so different. I've never felt the pain before. I can't get out of bed. I have no energy. I grieve a person who's alive, but I also grieve for God because I want and need Him to be real. I put the work in to be closer to Him and feel like I failed, so I just said I give up on God. The last straw was me just genuinely thanking Him for a great day, and in the back of my head, every time I've thanked Him for something good, He hit me with something bad, like a punishment. Even though recently I started trying to make sure I thank Him on bad days too, I feel rejected by God like I'm not favored. I feel like He doesn't fight my battles or get my revenge. I purposely and obsess over doing the right things by people because I wish I had someone like me so no matter what, I always treat people right, and no one can ever see me as worth anything. Some days I feel suicidal, but I feel so selfish and guilty and greedy for ever having that thought as a mother! I'm afraid to turn away from God because what if He's real and I just wasn't doing right, and I get punished, but I feel like I get punished either way. I am drowning in sorrow, in tears, in pain. I started depression medicine, and I feel crazy, but when I think about giving up on God, I think, well, that's what the devil wants you to think, but then the pain is so deep, and it's always been there, like I don't belong here, like God doesn't think I deserve a happy place. I feel like I'm alone. I get stalked by the other woman. I've lost close friends from this woman because she continues to get close to my inner circle. I can't open my social media up because she's on everything, even when she's blocked. I have no peace, not even at work. I asked God for forgiveness for anyone I could have hurt or anything I've done wrong. I gave it all to God. I don't have the words anymore. I don't have the prayers. I don't have the energy. I don't even feel like I have love in my heart. I feel like everyone took it and took my light. I feel small, unworthy, and unimportant to this world. I put on a smile, but in my head, begging God to take me. So please, with all kindness and heart, pray for me.