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Lenaghan
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Hello, friends,
I shall try to keep this as concise as possible - my faith journey has been made incredibly difficult in my life so far. In my adolescence, I lost a friendship that has affected me greatly to this day, as I suffer with a severe chronic depression that I receive medication and counselling for. Every day, I struggle with myself, my relationships, any sense of meaning, and I feel like I am constantly seeking a desire to be loved by something, or somebody, to no avail. This daily desolation has been impossible to unite with the idea of a benevolent God.
If I am honest, a lot of my unbelief is due to this emotional pain I go through, everyday. It is impossible to translate my own experiences in any sense that would capture the gravity of what I feel to another external person for just an instant. Again, for the sake of conciseness, I will try to be short - I am a person with a vast potential to love, care and be good towards, but given my condition, I very much depend on being loved in return, or at least positively nurtured in a positive direction. This is difficult (to put it mildly) in everyday life, but when I go to bed at night, I just do not feel the love of a God who is supposed to be the epitome of love. This is beyond distressing, and I am completely desolate.
In my confusion, I have dived into philosophy to seek answers that I am not entirely satisfied with through scripture, doctrine or traditional upbringing (I do not think it is wrong to ask “why”). After discovering and exploring the depths of epistemology, I came to the sad realisation of the total uncertainty of anything at all if one were to abandon God. I question my Catholic faith furiously (yet I will be the first to admit that I have great bias towards this), and have stopped my prayer, spiritual activities and even attending mass. All the while, I feel like a failure as a Child of God, and a filthy soul, despite my doubts, sadness and anger. I know that to the pious reading, I a crime worthy of a spittle in my general direction, but please read sympathetically, if not empathetically.
I was a novice Benedictine Oblate, and for a while I felt as if perhaps I had found some respite in the Order, but this has not continued. I shall probably opt out of the programme, as I do not feel I am appropriate or deserving of any kind of attempt. Yet, there is something of faith that I cannot abandon completely, as if it is always tugging at my sleeve from behind. Faith has not given me a desire to live, much less given me anything in the way of happiness, hope, or above all, love. I feel I am completely unloved, and fear that I am so far gone to the extent that if it were shown love, I would not recognise its face. I am apathetic, stagnant and forsaken, and I fear that when I die, I will not only validate these three, but be truly cast aside in what is to come. I do not want this, and wish to be a Saint and soldier of God, but I cannot do this given the state I am in, the dice in life I have been thrown, and the love that has eluded me for all of it.
I am not sure what I can ask of you. I am certain (with respect to your time and consideration) that the nature of a lot of possible answers may frustrate me, whether that is rational or irrational on my part. If you have read thus far, the least I could ask is if you could pray for my situation, and that God may finally move in it as to lift this darkness from me, or open my eyes in a direction I could never have foreseen. Please, pray for love, for me. I also ask if you were to reply, please do so carefully - I would rather this post remained the single OP with tens of meek prayerful eyes helping quietly in the background, than tens of physical replies that are harmful. Yet, do not be afraid to reply if you believe I need a spiritual smack.
This is, though seemingly ironic, the concise version of my heart - the entirety would require days of intense study. Please pity and pray for me - an unloved sinner.
Thanking you for you time, consideration and prayer,
Lenaghan
I shall try to keep this as concise as possible - my faith journey has been made incredibly difficult in my life so far. In my adolescence, I lost a friendship that has affected me greatly to this day, as I suffer with a severe chronic depression that I receive medication and counselling for. Every day, I struggle with myself, my relationships, any sense of meaning, and I feel like I am constantly seeking a desire to be loved by something, or somebody, to no avail. This daily desolation has been impossible to unite with the idea of a benevolent God.
If I am honest, a lot of my unbelief is due to this emotional pain I go through, everyday. It is impossible to translate my own experiences in any sense that would capture the gravity of what I feel to another external person for just an instant. Again, for the sake of conciseness, I will try to be short - I am a person with a vast potential to love, care and be good towards, but given my condition, I very much depend on being loved in return, or at least positively nurtured in a positive direction. This is difficult (to put it mildly) in everyday life, but when I go to bed at night, I just do not feel the love of a God who is supposed to be the epitome of love. This is beyond distressing, and I am completely desolate.
In my confusion, I have dived into philosophy to seek answers that I am not entirely satisfied with through scripture, doctrine or traditional upbringing (I do not think it is wrong to ask “why”). After discovering and exploring the depths of epistemology, I came to the sad realisation of the total uncertainty of anything at all if one were to abandon God. I question my Catholic faith furiously (yet I will be the first to admit that I have great bias towards this), and have stopped my prayer, spiritual activities and even attending mass. All the while, I feel like a failure as a Child of God, and a filthy soul, despite my doubts, sadness and anger. I know that to the pious reading, I a crime worthy of a spittle in my general direction, but please read sympathetically, if not empathetically.
I was a novice Benedictine Oblate, and for a while I felt as if perhaps I had found some respite in the Order, but this has not continued. I shall probably opt out of the programme, as I do not feel I am appropriate or deserving of any kind of attempt. Yet, there is something of faith that I cannot abandon completely, as if it is always tugging at my sleeve from behind. Faith has not given me a desire to live, much less given me anything in the way of happiness, hope, or above all, love. I feel I am completely unloved, and fear that I am so far gone to the extent that if it were shown love, I would not recognise its face. I am apathetic, stagnant and forsaken, and I fear that when I die, I will not only validate these three, but be truly cast aside in what is to come. I do not want this, and wish to be a Saint and soldier of God, but I cannot do this given the state I am in, the dice in life I have been thrown, and the love that has eluded me for all of it.
I am not sure what I can ask of you. I am certain (with respect to your time and consideration) that the nature of a lot of possible answers may frustrate me, whether that is rational or irrational on my part. If you have read thus far, the least I could ask is if you could pray for my situation, and that God may finally move in it as to lift this darkness from me, or open my eyes in a direction I could never have foreseen. Please, pray for love, for me. I also ask if you were to reply, please do so carefully - I would rather this post remained the single OP with tens of meek prayerful eyes helping quietly in the background, than tens of physical replies that are harmful. Yet, do not be afraid to reply if you believe I need a spiritual smack.
This is, though seemingly ironic, the concise version of my heart - the entirety would require days of intense study. Please pity and pray for me - an unloved sinner.
Thanking you for you time, consideration and prayer,
Lenaghan

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