I feel like it'll never go away.
I'm paralyzed and scared.
I feel like I'll keep on hurting people no matter what I try.
Just because of the way I am.
Because of my love.
Tell me my love, was it all worth?
Is this all worth living at all?
If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing.
I was okay with being sad. It's something that I had wished for myself in 2014. But what if it's starting to hurt myself and others. What should I do then? Where did I go wrong? Or is this how life is meant to be?
Where did my love go? Why did God left me in this darkness? Why did he forbade me?