2006-08-01
18:37:33
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The same story: Life is Unfair. God isn't fair. How many times do I have to die? Death doesn't seem like a coward option after all, most people who can't live through their own personal hell want out quick. I am a pathetic loser. I know this because its true, how do I know? Well you can always look at your life from a sideline and just figure what's wrong. I'm gone. Dead inside. So far and out of reach. Pyschiatrics isn't the answer and God is just so impossible to talk to: do you think that prayers really amount to anything at all? I don't have friends "to take burdens" off my shoulder. I an nonexistent. Dead.
2006-08-01
19:08:52 ·
update #1
If God did existed why would He created so much poverty, miseries, misfortune to plague innocent people and don't tell me there's a reason! There isn't. It never makes any sense. I wish there was a God, I really do, but I feel like He left me when I needed Him the most and besides its all religious hokum. How can you rationalize something that is not palpable or within grasp? God made my life hell: considering that I endured child abuse, had horrible people to influence me and I'm falling, falling, falling over and over again. Who am I to blame? Why do some people have it easier than others? Where is the justice in that?
2006-08-01
19:15:44 ·
update #2
I don't understand my relationship with God. Its so ambigious. I remember in Bible school I would recite lines from the passages, feel excited about the messages from the Book as if all my problems could be solved within a blink of the eye--now I barely have anything to hang on. I really was one of those disillusioned types and I enjoyed it--it tied my life together perfectly. Days like those should last, last and last. I've already lost myself. I barely even recognize who I am.
2006-08-01
19:20:57 ·
update #3
No I don't think that dopamine or seratoine or whatever other meds that out there is going to act like a "cure-all" I feel defeated in everything. I litterally cannot understand why there's so many problems in my life. My body can't move on anymore. I've stopped living and almost completely gone through several meltdowns in my life. My parents didn't even care when I was suicidal as early as 7th grade. Do you know how hard it was being the only gay student in closet? I had so many internal struggles, I questioned my beliefs why would a God say that homosexuality is an abomination and yet at the same time give me this curse? Then when I soon went into high school it got worse. I couldn't bare the accusations. I wanted to die everyday after gym. Nobody sees a guy cry no. no. no. My dad even thinks I should be disowned and so I did horribly at school as well trying to balance my personal chaos. I need to die. I really hate myself not just who I am but as some loser and a failure as a whol
2006-08-01
19:33:07 ·
update #4