Broken. Confused. Please pray for me in my time of need...
PostPosted: Wed Jan 26, 2005 8:39 am
There's a reason I haven't been on the forums lately...
My great-grandmother died this week. A whole new can of worms has been opened up in my family. It seems like everything is falling apart because of lies and deception.
I'm having a really bad issue with hate. I got over hating my mom's step-sister who broke up my family...and now that that's over, people INSIDE of my family are breaking it apart! My family history is so messed up, so a part of me pities the people in my family...the curse of abuse, drunkenness, murder, death, divorce...it seems to have broken with the last few generations, but there are still blatant issues that aren't resolved. I'm really trying to stop hating my grandpa...I've known him ever since I was born. I really thought things would work out this time. But he's not my real grandpa. I never got to see my real grandpa. I thought this guy would work as a substitute, but that's not going to happen. I never want to see him again...I just want him to get out of my life and leave whatever's left of my family alone.
And then there's this aunt. Maybe she's my great-aunt or something...I don't know. I HATE her. I wish I didn't hate her this much. But I want to kill her sometimes...I told my mom that I wished she would have died instead of my great-grandma, who I met once and didn't really know but I still loved her alot more. She's a liar and a thief and she's brain-washed my mom's uncle. He loves her, but she's so evil! I think she's trying to split me and my mom up because she's kissing up to me. I don't know what she wants...maybe she's just doing it to spite my mom. There's no material gain for her. She's like a vulture. Whenever someone dies she takes EVERYTHING. Great-grandma had my mom smuggle some pictures back to her house because she knew that they would end up at that lady's house-who isn't even a blood-relative.
I said I was sorry that I said I wished she had died instead of great-grandma...but there's a problem there. I'm not sorry. Not one bit. I know that's so wrong...I want God to give me love and pity for her but it's just so hard. She'll hug me and tell me how great I am one moment and turn around and call my mom ugly to her face. She always finds a way to hurt people as much as she can. This was NOT what my mom needed.
This isn't it. There are all kinds of things that have happened to me in the past couple of weeks. I am so tired of injustice. Now I'm lowering myself to that standard. I know it isn't right...I don't know what's wrong with me.
I don't know what to feel or think anymore. I'm just moving forward. I can't cry, I can't smile, I'm battling intense hatred. I'm trying...I'm trying to believe and hold on to Jesus. I feel so numb inside. I don't really care. I want to care...but I just hate.
Please pray for me. I'm losing my mind.
Grr...I'm rambling too much. I'm sorry...
My great-grandmother died this week. A whole new can of worms has been opened up in my family. It seems like everything is falling apart because of lies and deception.
I'm having a really bad issue with hate. I got over hating my mom's step-sister who broke up my family...and now that that's over, people INSIDE of my family are breaking it apart! My family history is so messed up, so a part of me pities the people in my family...the curse of abuse, drunkenness, murder, death, divorce...it seems to have broken with the last few generations, but there are still blatant issues that aren't resolved. I'm really trying to stop hating my grandpa...I've known him ever since I was born. I really thought things would work out this time. But he's not my real grandpa. I never got to see my real grandpa. I thought this guy would work as a substitute, but that's not going to happen. I never want to see him again...I just want him to get out of my life and leave whatever's left of my family alone.
And then there's this aunt. Maybe she's my great-aunt or something...I don't know. I HATE her. I wish I didn't hate her this much. But I want to kill her sometimes...I told my mom that I wished she would have died instead of my great-grandma, who I met once and didn't really know but I still loved her alot more. She's a liar and a thief and she's brain-washed my mom's uncle. He loves her, but she's so evil! I think she's trying to split me and my mom up because she's kissing up to me. I don't know what she wants...maybe she's just doing it to spite my mom. There's no material gain for her. She's like a vulture. Whenever someone dies she takes EVERYTHING. Great-grandma had my mom smuggle some pictures back to her house because she knew that they would end up at that lady's house-who isn't even a blood-relative.
I said I was sorry that I said I wished she had died instead of great-grandma...but there's a problem there. I'm not sorry. Not one bit. I know that's so wrong...I want God to give me love and pity for her but it's just so hard. She'll hug me and tell me how great I am one moment and turn around and call my mom ugly to her face. She always finds a way to hurt people as much as she can. This was NOT what my mom needed.
This isn't it. There are all kinds of things that have happened to me in the past couple of weeks. I am so tired of injustice. Now I'm lowering myself to that standard. I know it isn't right...I don't know what's wrong with me.
I don't know what to feel or think anymore. I'm just moving forward. I can't cry, I can't smile, I'm battling intense hatred. I'm trying...I'm trying to believe and hold on to Jesus. I feel so numb inside. I don't really care. I want to care...but I just hate.
Please pray for me. I'm losing my mind.
Grr...I'm rambling too much. I'm sorry...