Jesus, I don't understand. I don't understand why people go back on what they say. Go back on promises. Say one thing and do another. And I don't understand why someone would be that open with their past in front of their kid. That brought TMI to another level. I didn't need to know that much. I didn't want to know that much. I don't know who to trust. I even have a hard time trusting you lately. I hate to say that, but it's not like you don't already know. Lord, please help me. I don't like this. I'm starting to hate life. And I know I shouldn't say that, because there are so many people with worse problems and situations. I don't know how to get out of this, Lord. Maybe reading my Bible more would help, but I don't even know where to start reading to help me with this. I just want it to be over. Lord, you see my heart. You know that through all of this, I love you, right? I do. I really do. Please don't put me down yet. Please, Daddy. Carry me. I'm too tired to walk. Please, don't put me down.