I’m tired, I’m sad, I’m broken, I’m damaged. I’m lonely, I’m depressed, to crown it all, I’m broke. I don’t have a dime with me, I’m this close to ending it all. I have no one to talk to and the fact that I’m feeling all these and I’m not able to cry it out is scary. Feels like I’m carrying the weight of the world on my chest. Please pray for me.
in Confession