The Day Lies Died

I am worthless. I have no purpose, no “point.” I am doomed to fall, doomed to fail, repeatedly and hard, regardless of any earnest effort. Maybe because of my earnest effort. I am alone. I cannot love or be loved. Not the “right” way, whatever that even means. Having a spiritual “family” is an impossible myth. I have no courage; my “one word” for 2012 is a total joke. I cannot step out like others so effortlessly do. Other Christians. […]