Why?
There has to be more to life. I’m sitting on the floor of my bedroom with no lights on. My thoughts dwell on my father. I’m near tears with no understanding of why I feel this way. There’s no peace. This is supposed to be the most wonderful time of the year right? Nothing feels like it fits. I don’t feel like I’m living. The Bible doesn’t offer me solace these days. I pray for things to…
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