Des Denisse
Beloved of All
My Lord, I am not allowed to do any of the following: I am not allowed to drive a vehicle, I am not allowed to keep my grants and scholarship money I worked hard to earn, I am not allowed to succeed at school, I am not allowed to obtain a job, I am not allowed to move out of my parents house or obtain a dorm all at age 43 years old. I am leading a very dangerously depressing, and stagnant life. I just want to remind you that no decent guy is going to notice a person, who is only going to be a burden. I know you are dying for me to get married and have kids, but you keep closing every single door, I knock on. I wonder if you even remember if I exist. My patience is running very thin. I can't keep living like this. Please reveal to me what I am allowed to do, so that I can work on that, for the remainder of my meaningless days I may have here on earth.