I’m angry and disappointed at myself. I break my own promises: I don’t do things that I say that I’ll do, I set goals that I don’t attain, I don’t do the work that is so pressing now it’s making me feel sick and in all of this, I’m trying to work out why have I been put on this earth?
What special talent, unique gift do I have to offer? I dont feel like I have much to offer at the moment at all. I’m not looking to be perfect, but I feel far short from being able to do or offer anything to anyone.
I’m not in a good place.
God, I give you my ashes so that I can live the way that you intended. Free from burden, worry and stress. Why is it that I feel all of those things though?
God, I give you permission to take my burden, lighten me of this load and guide me to the direction that I’m meant to go.