Dreamer
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I'm having terrible thoughts today and am under spiritual attack. Please pray for me that I will see God's goodness and cling to Him for the answers to all of life's problems.
I feel very picked on and used, as of late. I'm tired and depressed. I struggle in my marriage. I struggle in my life because I feel I would rather have someone else's life and not my own.
Okay, to be honest, I'm being hit hard with depression today and I don't like it. It's hard for me to come here and admit that I'm like this today. But I need your help and your prayers.
I'm supposed to be a leader, but I can't minister when I'm in this state of mind.
I am 46 years old and feel that I will never amount to anything. I am sad and bereaved and full of hopelessness. It seems to have come from nowhere, except I know that it has been coming.
I could blame it all on my husband, but I cannot do that. If I were really the strong Christian that I say I am, I would be able to overcome his "lectures" and "rantings", because I'm supposed to be so full of Christian love.
I'm so tired. I can't do it anymore. I have no love left. Just yesterday I was laughing and carrying on. Oh, I'm so good at that. But I am sad, deeply sad. I can really relate to what sadeyes says in some of her posts.
I remember 99% of what people say about me that is bad. And yet if someone is accepting of me for one moment, then I forget that moment.
A friend of mine e-mailed me yesterday about how she was going to go home to Texas and visit her parents. (She is in her early 30's) She said she needed her mother, that she was going to lay in her mother's lap and let her mother play with her hair. She said she was going to spend time with her dad and go places together and talk.
I never had that. And I resent that I guess. I told my friend that I can't relate. She said she was sorry she'd brought up bad memories. I said, "what bad memories?
I have nothing. No memories, but of pain and neglect.
The reason that I can understand homeless people, addicts, and jail inmates is that they usually have a lack of parents, or parents that care. And yet God has protected me all of my life. I could very well be homeless, an addict or a jail inmate. Yet God has sheltered me.
I did live in a shelter once with my daughter, for 5 months. And it taught me about God's love.
But I don't know or understand the love of my parents. They are dead and gone now, but when they died I was relieved for them because they were out of their suffering.
I can't relate to adult people who wail and squall when their parents die, because it is God that I rely upon for parenting, and He never dies. But I guess I do wish that I had had the benefit of good parents. I guess in a sense I am grieving today?
I feel very picked on and used, as of late. I'm tired and depressed. I struggle in my marriage. I struggle in my life because I feel I would rather have someone else's life and not my own.
Okay, to be honest, I'm being hit hard with depression today and I don't like it. It's hard for me to come here and admit that I'm like this today. But I need your help and your prayers.
I'm supposed to be a leader, but I can't minister when I'm in this state of mind.
I am 46 years old and feel that I will never amount to anything. I am sad and bereaved and full of hopelessness. It seems to have come from nowhere, except I know that it has been coming.
I could blame it all on my husband, but I cannot do that. If I were really the strong Christian that I say I am, I would be able to overcome his "lectures" and "rantings", because I'm supposed to be so full of Christian love.
I'm so tired. I can't do it anymore. I have no love left. Just yesterday I was laughing and carrying on. Oh, I'm so good at that. But I am sad, deeply sad. I can really relate to what sadeyes says in some of her posts.
I remember 99% of what people say about me that is bad. And yet if someone is accepting of me for one moment, then I forget that moment.
A friend of mine e-mailed me yesterday about how she was going to go home to Texas and visit her parents. (She is in her early 30's) She said she needed her mother, that she was going to lay in her mother's lap and let her mother play with her hair. She said she was going to spend time with her dad and go places together and talk.
I never had that. And I resent that I guess. I told my friend that I can't relate. She said she was sorry she'd brought up bad memories. I said, "what bad memories?
I have nothing. No memories, but of pain and neglect.
The reason that I can understand homeless people, addicts, and jail inmates is that they usually have a lack of parents, or parents that care. And yet God has protected me all of my life. I could very well be homeless, an addict or a jail inmate. Yet God has sheltered me.
I did live in a shelter once with my daughter, for 5 months. And it taught me about God's love.
But I don't know or understand the love of my parents. They are dead and gone now, but when they died I was relieved for them because they were out of their suffering.
I can't relate to adult people who wail and squall when their parents die, because it is God that I rely upon for parenting, and He never dies. But I guess I do wish that I had had the benefit of good parents. I guess in a sense I am grieving today?
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