Getting more anguished than ever
Why have I become who I am today? Pastors will say, " You have a choice who you want to become." I will say, "I am up to my limits, and pushed far beyond what I can bear. There's no love, no concern, no positive words, nothing. There's nowhere to replenish the lack I have within my emotions. I need to defend myself." I do not like the present self, but I am to my wits' end. Nothing I do is ever enough, and everything is about money. Why don't I pay rent then and pretend to be strangers? I will be happy to be treated like a stranger and stop bothering me. In fact, they should think why have I treated them the way I did.