The log in my eye
So I am this quiet nice christian boy right? My life is going great I got family friends and a good education ahead of me. Now let's take a look deeper. I am writing this confession at 11 o clock at night. For the past 6 days I have gotten 4 or less hours of sleep. I suffer from insomnia. Deeper still. The only reason I have made it into a good highschool is my own sweat and blood and the work of my mothers. I was blessed with an ADD mind and work through distractions and generally mixed emotions on a daily basis. Deeper still I am a chronic liar I will say anything to get my way and has of yet felt No consequences. Deeper still into my black heart and troubled min is an addiction to p**********. L*** has filled my body time and time again and I have no strength to resist. Now let's take another look at that same nice Christian boy seemingly stro g in belief and confident is broken and black on the inside. Suicide has entered my brain on many more than one occasion some would call me insane for giving up a life this good. But I have seen it. And my life won't turn out well. I am almost sure of it. If you are still reading by this time pray for me please. This is not all I have to share far from it but it feels good to get thi load off of my chest.