I am so tired of people being self riteous and putting people down because of their beliefs, when they are already down. I tried twice to reach out to people for support, and instead got swore at and criticized for mistakes I long ago admitted I made. One person says they forgive me then mocks me in the next post. What kind of support is it to tell someone in crisis to get lost. And then they go make themselves to be the injured party. I hate my life, I hate, my pain, and I hate sitting here hemouraging and not being able to do anything to stop any of it. Instead, because I don't hate or blame God for my troubles I am treated as a pariah. Maybe I should just give up and let the cancer thats eating me up win. That way my mom won't have to know I want to die.
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