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It seems to me the more I go on, the less my efforts to do what’s right matter. I become a worse person and commit sins in trying to do right, and do what I should when I think I’m doing wrong. Doing right just keeps hurting until I can’t do that same right thing again because I panic and start throwing up and can’t help but do wrong because my body won’t let me function otherwise. I’m completely burnt out on caring for other people when none of them care for anything but taking advantage of others, and when whatever goodness I may still have is just an opportunity to promote evil in others.
I’ve been through a multitude of therapists and drugs and whatnot for no benefit. Church just seems hollow - if nothing I do or say makes me a better person, how can I ever expect to go to heaven? It seems just a matter of chance and the circumstances around me whether I become good or evil.
I’ve fought with mental illness that resists all treatment. It seems that I’m just a slave to my own body and mind - panic attacks and flashbacks interrupt any attempt at being a decent person. I can’t do any better than lazy and irresponsible, because I get too tired and sick if I try to work. I could go in to therapy again and listen to more meaningless affirmations, or I could go on more drugs and go back to sleeping all day.
What’s the point in trying to be a decent person, if nothing that you try to do matters to it?
I’ve been through a multitude of therapists and drugs and whatnot for no benefit. Church just seems hollow - if nothing I do or say makes me a better person, how can I ever expect to go to heaven? It seems just a matter of chance and the circumstances around me whether I become good or evil.
I’ve fought with mental illness that resists all treatment. It seems that I’m just a slave to my own body and mind - panic attacks and flashbacks interrupt any attempt at being a decent person. I can’t do any better than lazy and irresponsible, because I get too tired and sick if I try to work. I could go in to therapy again and listen to more meaningless affirmations, or I could go on more drugs and go back to sleeping all day.
What’s the point in trying to be a decent person, if nothing that you try to do matters to it?