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styx69
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At this moment, I feel very fragile and beaten down. What I write below is something you won’t agree. But for my sake, please pray for me.
I hate myself. I hate my heart. The very heart that God has granted upon me is a curse to me. I am a servant to my heart. It makes me have compassion towards people. It makes me help them. A help that I can’t ask no return from. I help them, then they are happy and went away. Just a sentence they said,¨You are a true gentlemen¨, ¨You are a nice person¨, ¨Thank you, Bye!¨. Those words are words, they are just winds passing by. They found their happiness but I have never found my true happiness.
I tried to care and help the one I love the most, but she too also left and find happiness in someone else. But still I helped her because that is what my heart demands.
Please my God, if you love me, please take this heart away from me. I just want to live a normal life like the others. They don’t care so much for other people. They live their life. They live it for their own. They don’t sacrifice their time for others.
Please my God, I beg you, I will give you anything; my body, my mind, my intelligence, whatever it is so you can take away this heart from me. I am sure there is someone else that needs it more than I do. I am not deserving of this curse. You picked the wrong man. In my hand, this is only a curse. I am sure there is someone that can make it into a true blessing. That person is not me.
Please my God, if you love me, either you take this heart away from me or you take my life soon. I cannot take it myself because that is against my principle and it is sinful. Moreover, I still want to enjoy life: I want to watch The Avengers: Age of Ultron, play The Witcher 3 and build Lego Land among others. But this heart will only make me into a living husk. I cannot die, yet I cannot live.
Please my God, please take this cup away from me. I don’t deserve this suffering. I am not a saint nor a holy man. I am just a regular human being, yet you have tested me so much. Please free me from the obligations to my heart. Jesus did it, but I am not Him. Please God, for your love to me, and I know you love me, don’t sacrifice me like a lamb to a slaughter house, for the good of others. I envy the others that can enjoy their life free of this heart.
Please God, don’t make me hate you for keeping this heart inside me. I want it out.
I hate myself. I hate my heart. The very heart that God has granted upon me is a curse to me. I am a servant to my heart. It makes me have compassion towards people. It makes me help them. A help that I can’t ask no return from. I help them, then they are happy and went away. Just a sentence they said,¨You are a true gentlemen¨, ¨You are a nice person¨, ¨Thank you, Bye!¨. Those words are words, they are just winds passing by. They found their happiness but I have never found my true happiness.
I tried to care and help the one I love the most, but she too also left and find happiness in someone else. But still I helped her because that is what my heart demands.
Please my God, if you love me, please take this heart away from me. I just want to live a normal life like the others. They don’t care so much for other people. They live their life. They live it for their own. They don’t sacrifice their time for others.
Please my God, I beg you, I will give you anything; my body, my mind, my intelligence, whatever it is so you can take away this heart from me. I am sure there is someone else that needs it more than I do. I am not deserving of this curse. You picked the wrong man. In my hand, this is only a curse. I am sure there is someone that can make it into a true blessing. That person is not me.
Please my God, if you love me, either you take this heart away from me or you take my life soon. I cannot take it myself because that is against my principle and it is sinful. Moreover, I still want to enjoy life: I want to watch The Avengers: Age of Ultron, play The Witcher 3 and build Lego Land among others. But this heart will only make me into a living husk. I cannot die, yet I cannot live.
Please my God, please take this cup away from me. I don’t deserve this suffering. I am not a saint nor a holy man. I am just a regular human being, yet you have tested me so much. Please free me from the obligations to my heart. Jesus did it, but I am not Him. Please God, for your love to me, and I know you love me, don’t sacrifice me like a lamb to a slaughter house, for the good of others. I envy the others that can enjoy their life free of this heart.
Please God, don’t make me hate you for keeping this heart inside me. I want it out.
