I kept waiting and waiting to see if things would get better. They didn’t. Now I have MS and am dependant on my selfish, nasty husband. I had prayed for death but instead I got a chronic, disabling illness. Today I get an invalidity scooter delivered. I’m grateful for the freedom it will offer but then again…I just want to die. Why is life suffering? I try to hold onto faith, suffering is mercy. Suffering purifies the spirit. When everything is taken away that’s God’s ultimate mercy. I feel abandoned and hated. Nobody cares that I’m sick and all I do is irritate my husband and make him angry. Everything I do or say makes him angry. I’m just so tired. Please God, have mercy upon me.