I've always tried to do the right thing in life. Follow God, make good choices. I haven't always succeeded, but I have genuinely tried.
Its at least partially what caused me to be marginalized and alone. And now, short of a miracle, there is no hope for me.
Many won't follow Q because they have too much left to lose. I've already lost everything, so I don't have that problem.
The terrifying truth is: you can't out-think your circumstances sometimes. If you're buried neck deep in excrement, no amount of Tony Robbins reframing techniques are going to help you.
The only reason I haven't killed myself is because suicide is a sin, and God would punish me even more. So I'm stuck here until he decides its okay for me to die.
Maybe one day I won't feel like this, but it's been over fifteen years already.
I have nothing to lose.
I trust the plan.