I have decided I will certainly die alone, most likely in a nursing home with no visitors. I can't decide whether to eat myself to death or drown, but I believe that in the immediate sense food would bring me some pleasure. I want someone I can't have. I have no one that loves me, and I even fantasize about all the females in my office. If someone, anyone, would just touch me I would be so happy. | |
im thinking of you. I know life like this sucks but u are not alone ;p
Smile back to me;p
Can anybody escape such darkness? It is not a battle against the circumstance. It is a battle against your mind, my mind, our minds. It wages ar against the mind that pleads for a companion, a friend, a source of happiness. It tells you that you can't have one, you don't deserve one, and you weren't meant to be meaningful in any ways. The circumstances have brought to you to this pit that seem inescapable. I felt captive to the chains of its bondage, and I pity that you might be in one as well.
But, don't let anyone, including your mind tell you that this is the end. Matter of fact, this is only the beginning of your renewing redemption my friend.
When you enter a tunnel, you pass along the darkness that are dimly lit with fading lights. The place that seems so lonely and dark is only an opening to an upcoming brazing light. Some tunnels are long. Some tunnels are short. It doesn't matter the length of the tunnel, what matters is that there is light just in the reach of your face.
Don't let your mind deceive you as it welcomes the message of self-hate, self-degradation, and loneliness. Let positivity reign within your soul. To transition from running the wrong direction to the right direction requires effort my beloved friend. It requires a CHANGE in the orientation of your perspective, a complete reversion of your sight.
What leads to such change in lifestyle?
My friend, the entire human race is under the curse of Hades, the death comes to each and everyone of us individually. The personal visitation is inevitable. We were cursed from the beginning and no one has surpassed this curse. However, the light returned to the world to save us. This, my friend, is no exaggeration. If it was, I wouldn't dare to testify with any vigor (most likely would have not survived my loneliness). But God, who cursed us with death, came to be the curse Himself. He hung himself upon the cross to suffer the painful death with the help of the roman soldiers. And in three days, the curse was defeated, and he rose victoriously over the grave and ascended to His prepared throne. And He awaits in eager patients to see the elect return to His mighty glory and worship His grace.
When I called to Him why He did such a thing for a wretched and bewitched life as mine, He gave me peace my friend, peace among this seemingly everlasting isolation and darkness.
Perhaps you know this story too well to neglect it. Perhaps you have heard it before. But my friend, the story remains a story when person hears of it but don't regard it as genuine. However, a story turns into a testament when you accept its historical truth. And when the story turns into a testament, the Word Himself will manifest in you so that you may taste the peace that surpasses all knowledge and brings contentment in midst of all the troubles.
With love,
anonymous.
like tha i just want to be hugged and loved by a lass who cares for me but isnt me mum or auntie!
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