Day Six: Sunday, March 8, 2015

Church 

Church lately has been a challenge for me to attend.  I'm not fooling you am I?  Church has always been a challenge for me to attend.  Most of the time I have self-diminishing thoughts while sitting quietly.

Demons awaken inside of me and torment me during lessons.  Topics seem to touch areas of my life that are so sensitive and extremely raw.  It always tends to draw out all the negative, dark feelings I have.  I get angry at fellow church goers for flaunting their blessings and bragging about there success and complaining about their trails.  

I keep to myself.  I know everyone knows about me but they don’t ask anymore. 

I am mostly mad at God.  He knows it's anger that masks my greatest fear and deepest sadness.