I have been trying to stay strong for 3 years. I didn’t believe in God. But after getting into a really bad wreck a week ago with my two friends, I found him. I should be dead. All three of us. The accident was bad, we rolled 6 times. Me and another were thrown from the car after 3 rolls and one stayed in all 6 times. Thank goodness we are okay ish. ig I can say. Point being, I didn’t die. We didn’t die. But I’m saying this about me here. I don’t understand why I made it. I mean I did go away maybe 3 4 times in the ambulance but they helped me the people in there. Ya it wasn’t my time to go but why? Why did I deserve a second chance? I have tried to kill myself so many times, Iv cut non stop really deep. Iv hurt people an Ik I hurt god.. I would always tell him off and I didn’t believe… Im so rude and just ugh… Im not strong anymore. people don’t like me anymore. just bc of one stupid mistake three years ago it like affected my whole freaking life. 🙁 I really wish I didn’t make it… but maybe I got a second chance bc this is my time to get better? but then again how am I supposed to get better if no matter how hard I try people don’t leave me alone no matter what and continue to try to bring me down…? idek anymore..
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Isn’t it strange that people say “I don’t believe in God” instead of I don’t believe that there IS a god?
it is. when i considered myself an atheist at one point, i would say that i didn’t think “God” exists.
i think religion, christianity in particular, has restricted our minds. i think there’s a supernatural force, but i think it may have been humanity’s idea to create a personal deity. just a thought. cheers.