Life is too difficult for me. But I know life is even worse to certain people. I am actually in a better position than so many people in the world. I have a bed to lie, a roof on top of me. I am not lacking of food. My job has a decent income.
Yet I don't know why that gloomy dark clouds keep following me. The light of the bright sun can't seem to shine through. Oh why my soul is severely depressed, again.
Is there a flaw in my coping mechanism? There seems to be a limit to the stress I can cope. As now I am facing yet another difficult crossroad in my life, to leave or to stay, I am paralyzed. I am clinging to the promises of God, but again my heart cannot be consoled.
How long oh God, how long. I have been paralyzed in bed the whole morning. I can't do anything. I just can't. In the past few days, I just "floated" around in the workplace.
I need a way out.
