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SARAH'S SCRIBBLINGS

April 25, 1992
2:30 P.M.

depressed prayer

I don't know what's wrong with me, Lord. I have obviously not been listening to You. If all this was related to Granny's death, I could understand or at least accept it. But it's been going on for weeks!

I want a job this summer. I want a job I can enjoy. I don't want to type in an office all day and eat lunch by myself. I don't want to be in the house and just get out to work Elli. I don't know what I want to do with my life. Everyone always asks me that. I thought You wanted me to sing and write music. Well, if You're looking, that's out. I don't have the strength, and I don't have transportation. What am I supposed to do? Sitting at home doing nothing isn't getting me anywhere.

And then everyone says, "Well, you have two years left. You have lots of time. Don't worry about it." So which is it?

I need some support from my family. Instead, I hardly ever see them. If I'm upset it makes them feel guilty. My sister hates having anything to do with me. I'm a dork.

My life is a meaningless void. Everything I do revolves around me, me, me. I am tired of walking blindly. I am tired of not knowing what I'm supposed to do when I graduate. I DO NOT WANT A TYPING JOB!!! I do not want to be dependent on other people for transportation. I do not want to be an extra. I do not want to be an inspiration. Right now I do not want to be alive. I don't see the point, and this ain't PMS.

I am tired of watching everyone else have boyfriends, babies, and husbands. I might as well not exist. I am tired of feeling guilty because I'm not jumping for joy for everyone else. I am tired of people not minding if I'm around. Isn't there anyone who wants me around? Anyone?

I am tired of being lonely. I am tired of feeling like no one cares.

Couldn't You do SOMETHING about my summer? Please? Let me sing in a couple of churches? Help me find one friend? Let me be a camp counselor? Let me be someone's big sister instead of everyone's inconvenience? Let me be close to someone? Where are the blessings beyond what I can imagine?

What did I do to get so far away from You? What am I doing to keep away from Your touch?

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