I am so lonely. Surrounded by people who want to help me, and separated forever by my sins. It has been 15 months since I confessed, and while they have been good in many ways I wish many times I had not said anything.
At least before I had purpose, a semblance of honour, and a reason to keep trying.
15 months later nothing remains. I’m still silent and lonely. I wish there was a friend who understood the path I’m on.
Repentance was supposed to redeem and restore, but it has not. I’m further from healthy than ever, and more alone.
This loneliness is unbearable.
Learning to Run 