I'm so confused, and I wonder if there truly this much misery in people lives. I'm starting to feel guilty for being happy, for having a good life.
I want to know your story, I need you to tell me, I talk to the Lord everyday and I pray for my family friends the real ones you know.
I sometimes ask why are some so miserable I look at this stories about, look at not read about pain and thoughts of suicide and hope so hard that they're not real. So much cry...