I ask for prayers like never before.
I beg for prayers to find a way out of the hopeless situation I have found myself in. Instead of everything straightening out, it is getting worse. I am on the verge of a breakdown. Lord God, only You know what I need—I beg You to grant my requests. I want to endure, to exist, and one day, if I manage to emerge from these all-consuming problems, to help people in similar situations. I feel that the fact that I am alive—having beaten cancer three times, fighting diabetes and a mental breakdown after the loss of my home and a brutal beating of myself and my caregiver...