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starr9
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The past three years have been a slow descent of ever increasing pain for me and my family. Every possible thing that could go wrong has gone wrong. We are a very faithful Catholic family and prayer (particularly to St. Anthony) has been a staple of our lives. I certainly understand that things could be worse and that many people do go through worse circumstances. But just because someone is in greater pain, does not make mine hurt any less.
Yesterday, I was informed that a company that was considering hiring me has decided to pass on me. This makes a year out of work and my last real employment option is now officially gone. I, and members of my family, devoted so much prayer to this job. The past three years have been one crushing defeat after another. Now, in my early 40’s, I’m single, have no friends and no job. Despite the adversity, I had been immensely optimistic and positive, but I am now truly at the end of my rope. I can’t face the prospect of a life devoid of any happiness whatsoever. This job was the last string that I was clinging to.
I took the crucifix off my wall and threw it in a drawer along with my rosary. After a completely sleepless night, I’m walking around in a daze feeling as though I’ve been kicked in the gut. God has completely abandoned me and prayer feels like a useless charade. I loved being Catholic, but now I just feel foolish speaking to the walls when no one is listening.
I’m not looking for pity or consolation. I just needed to get this off my chest.
Yesterday, I was informed that a company that was considering hiring me has decided to pass on me. This makes a year out of work and my last real employment option is now officially gone. I, and members of my family, devoted so much prayer to this job. The past three years have been one crushing defeat after another. Now, in my early 40’s, I’m single, have no friends and no job. Despite the adversity, I had been immensely optimistic and positive, but I am now truly at the end of my rope. I can’t face the prospect of a life devoid of any happiness whatsoever. This job was the last string that I was clinging to.
I took the crucifix off my wall and threw it in a drawer along with my rosary. After a completely sleepless night, I’m walking around in a daze feeling as though I’ve been kicked in the gut. God has completely abandoned me and prayer feels like a useless charade. I loved being Catholic, but now I just feel foolish speaking to the walls when no one is listening.
I’m not looking for pity or consolation. I just needed to get this off my chest.