A God who is there for those in need. A God who cares…and hears those who fiercely pray and believe. I don’t want to believe I am being punished or that J is being punished. Why can’t faithfully believing be enough?
I think J has relapsed. I am empty…devoid of all feelings good or bad. My gut is telling me something has changed. I use to let myself think that my gut was crazy but not so much anymore. I realize I am pretty intuitive and have always been able to read people and situations remarkably well…it is by far my biggest strength but also my tragic flaw.
When will God hear me? Someone please bring me peace because this feeling of emptiness is scaring me. There is nothing more to say on this blog. I refuse to re-write the same story. I am done.