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Life gets you down. I have so many crosses to bear I honestly don’t know which one to pick up every morning. I stepped off when I was twelve to fill shoes far larger than I could comprehend. After twelve years of drunken abuse and much much worse things my mother kicked my father out. Some bruises never heal. When he left my brother had just turned one. I did everything I could to help carry the family.
While my mother and older sister were out fending for a dime, I raised my brother. When my sister moved out I started helping with the bills at sixteen, still being the best father/brother I knew how to be. I joined the Army at seventeen to try and be a role model for my brother, and the money was better giving me more to send back home. I am on the other side of the country away from the brother who I have devoted my whole life to. I joined thinking that this way I could protect him. But how? I’m sitting around waiting to go to war when I could be there helping him in school and other things.
West Point offered me a scholarship and I know I should take it but that’s just more time away from him. I’ll be turning nineteen in five months. It’s coming to the time when I’m going to be a man, but I don’t even know what that means. No one has shown me or helped me along. I’m exhausted mentally physically and emotionally from being run into the ground by my unit. It’s nonstop, I don’t feel like I have time to take hold of myself. I’m questioning the big things like life, love, and what really comes next. Is there one person you’ll love? Or are there more than one possibility? And say you miss that possibility and settle for the next one does that mean you will never be as happy as you would have with the first one? Do I have to go out and find a wife (not right now but later)? Or will she kind of fall into my lap?
What does God want from me? Why has my life been plagued with hardships? I know others have it worse and I am not in the least wallowing in self-pity, but the only thing I have gotten from this is a black hole of hate and anger. That bastard knows my cell number and after six years he still choses not to even say sorry for what he has done! The worst part is Paul is paying for it all as well. He has come home from playing with a friend and asked “where is my daddy? how come Sam has a daddy and I don’t”? How can a man do that to a child? I’m bewildered by the cruelty of the whole world and I want to challenge it out of frustration.
I try to be like Job who never cursed God. My problems crumble compared to his, and yet he was strong. Honestly folks I’m in need of some direction, because the choices are bigger now, and I don’t know if I’m large enough to make them.
Please pray for me so I can gain some direction. And also pray for others like me who feel alone, and hopeless. I know I’m not alone so please help them as well.
While my mother and older sister were out fending for a dime, I raised my brother. When my sister moved out I started helping with the bills at sixteen, still being the best father/brother I knew how to be. I joined the Army at seventeen to try and be a role model for my brother, and the money was better giving me more to send back home. I am on the other side of the country away from the brother who I have devoted my whole life to. I joined thinking that this way I could protect him. But how? I’m sitting around waiting to go to war when I could be there helping him in school and other things.
West Point offered me a scholarship and I know I should take it but that’s just more time away from him. I’ll be turning nineteen in five months. It’s coming to the time when I’m going to be a man, but I don’t even know what that means. No one has shown me or helped me along. I’m exhausted mentally physically and emotionally from being run into the ground by my unit. It’s nonstop, I don’t feel like I have time to take hold of myself. I’m questioning the big things like life, love, and what really comes next. Is there one person you’ll love? Or are there more than one possibility? And say you miss that possibility and settle for the next one does that mean you will never be as happy as you would have with the first one? Do I have to go out and find a wife (not right now but later)? Or will she kind of fall into my lap?
What does God want from me? Why has my life been plagued with hardships? I know others have it worse and I am not in the least wallowing in self-pity, but the only thing I have gotten from this is a black hole of hate and anger. That bastard knows my cell number and after six years he still choses not to even say sorry for what he has done! The worst part is Paul is paying for it all as well. He has come home from playing with a friend and asked “where is my daddy? how come Sam has a daddy and I don’t”? How can a man do that to a child? I’m bewildered by the cruelty of the whole world and I want to challenge it out of frustration.
I try to be like Job who never cursed God. My problems crumble compared to his, and yet he was strong. Honestly folks I’m in need of some direction, because the choices are bigger now, and I don’t know if I’m large enough to make them.
Please pray for me so I can gain some direction. And also pray for others like me who feel alone, and hopeless. I know I’m not alone so please help them as well.
