Anonymous
Beloved of All
It's May 27 from where I'm from. Exactly one year since my depression and anxiety became prominent in my life.
I've been waiting for God to do something in my life, but so far all I've received is more pain and suffering.
While I still believe that there is God, I'm starting to realize that perhaps God doesn't love me.
He can do anything and everything; one word from His mouth and the whole world would perish. He's done so much for people who believe and even those who don't.
I'm here. I'm believing.
And instead my situation got worse and worse.
I don't have anyone on my side. My family doesn't understand what I'm going through. My boyfriend decided to break up with me months prior, telling me I'm a burden. My friends have quit on me.
Maybe there is God.
But God isn't for me.
I've been waiting for God to do something in my life, but so far all I've received is more pain and suffering.
While I still believe that there is God, I'm starting to realize that perhaps God doesn't love me.
He can do anything and everything; one word from His mouth and the whole world would perish. He's done so much for people who believe and even those who don't.
I'm here. I'm believing.
And instead my situation got worse and worse.
I don't have anyone on my side. My family doesn't understand what I'm going through. My boyfriend decided to break up with me months prior, telling me I'm a burden. My friends have quit on me.
Maybe there is God.
But God isn't for me.