
"Yesterday I wrote out my confessions and it was one of the most liberating days of my life. I was able to let go of something that had been holding on to me for a long time. I had tried to shake it, but it hadn't worked. I couldn't tell anyone, not even my close friends because I was afraid of what the would think of me. It's hard to get the devil off our back when you can't ever talk to anyone about it.
Before yesterday my heart ached. This…sin had wrapped its tangles vines around my heart so tight that I knew only the power of God could take them off. They're not gone yet, it's going to be a long time until I won't have to wrestle this addiction anymore and I know even after it's gone it will haunt me. It's okay though because for now I'm free! I know I'm not alone, that other people have gone through similar things and that the way I was living before was no life at all. Now hopefully, with Christ carrying me, I can have life and live it to the fullest.
Finally the healing has begun! Praise God!!"
-Liberated, Age 19
"Fear. It clouds my mind every day. Shackles me and ties me down. I hate it. I HATE IT. But my fear is different. It's not of spiders, heights or any of those petty things in this world. My fear is of myself. My fear is what I might do to myself. I've been struggling withe severe depression since 7th grade and sometimes I just want it to be over. Sometimes I want to die. And that's what scares me. I'm afraid that one day I might get so sad or mad that I might just end my life without giving it too much though. Any that is my biggest fear. MYSELF! I hate having these feelings. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to not have these feelings. To be normal. But what is normal? Is normal not caring about anyone else? If that's so, then I guess i don't want that either. I have tried to kill myself before. Too many times before. Wow, that felt good to finally say. To get that out in the open. I mean, my parents know. But I wish there was some way to tell my peers. I wonder why I haven't killed myself. I mean, I've come way too close, way too many times. But every time I consider it, something stops me. The thought that if I killed myself then my brother would lose his best friend stops me every time. Because my brother is my best friend. So i guess, in a way, he saved my life. Because if he wasn't here then I'd have been dead a long time ago. I wonder if he knows that. I have told one friend about theses suicidal feelings that I have and she said it's probably God that stops me, and not my brother. But if that's true, then where is God during the rest of my life? I mean, if it really is Him that is stopping me, why is that the only time He shows up?? That's another thing I've been thinking about…where is God?? I am a strong believer in God and I always have been, but lately I've been doubting Him. AHHHHHHH I HATE THIS!!"
Trying To Overcome, Age 17
"I don't know what's wrong or why this is happening to me. Everything used to seem so perfect, now all of a sudden it's like everything is collapsing on me. I used to think everything in my family was perfect. It hurts me so much to know that they hurt. I can tell that it hurts them. Whenever I have to leave it seems like they are about to cry and in turn makes me want to cry. I feel like I could burst into tears any second just writing this. What frustrates me the most is knowing that they both feel awful and want to fix it. So why don't they? I guess I just don't understand. Sometimes I wonder why God did this to me. But I know that God has a reason He wants me to go through this. Maybe he is trying to strengthen me, I don't know. I just know i need to trust in Him always because He has a plan for my life."
Fearing Divorce, Age 15