Dear Jesus,

I feel like everything is falling apart. Nothing ever goes right. Nothing I ever do is correct. As of this point, I'm ready to pack my stuff and leave. I need to pick up the pieces and build something new.
More and more, I start to realize that the more I ignore the situation, the more I'm untrue to myself. In reality, that doesn't really hurt anyone but me. So tell me, what the heck am I supposed to do? It won't be long until I completely lose it. I'm only human. I can only take in so much.

The book of John once said "And you shall know the truth, and the truth shall set you free."
I know the truth, what now, Jesus?

Hiatus.

Really, I'm at a loss for words.