This is me... In raw depression filled form.

As I lay here bawling my eyes out in prayer, I've realized how I really feel at the moment.

I feel broken.
I feel like I'm drowning in my anger and guilt.
I feel unlovable.
I feel unforgivable.
I feel alone.

As I prayed I told God how tired I am.
Tired of being broken.
Tired of being angry.
Tired of feeling guilt because of this illness.
Tired of feeling like I can't be fixed.
Tired of being tired.

Daddy, I know healing is in store. I KNOW it is, but I'm so very tired. Please give me peace and understanding until that time comes.
Amen.

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