Eliergate
Humble Prayer Partner
I pray for great health. I pray for healing from depression and anxiety and schizophrenia. I don't like the energy I be getting from other people. I pray that I heal and get back to myself. I pray for my fingers and hands to be healed as well and for my ears to be healed. The guy upstairs was attacking my head every time I turn my head; he does something, it's as if he makes some sort of noise. I pray to move out of the building that I stay in. I never trusted this guy. I always got negative vibes from him and another man. I hated the people that lived inside of the building. The neighbor that I live beside next door always makes a bunch of noise, and there's a guy who lives with him, and I feel as if that man listens to me soon as I start walking in the room, like walking around. I could feel him listening towards me. I saw him yesterday when I was coming out of the building and just got negative vibes from him. I don't know him, but I don't really like him because I feel as if he doesn't like me. Another man was inside of the apartment that my neighbor lives in, and he was listening to me. Well, if I move my legs, I felt as if he was following my legs. I would have to leave and get up out of the room. My neighbor himself makes a lot of noise and walks up and down the block that we live on. He was watching me when I was walking down the block and he started whispering things to one of his family members that stay with him and he began to stare at me and just watch me as well. I don't bother neither one of them, and I'm a female, so that just bothered me and made me not feel like myself. I pray that I get back to myself. I pray for a new home so that I can be at peace. I pray for healing from wishing death on my mother and her bf; he passed away, and I feel as if I murdered him. I tried harming myself before, but it didn't work. I had stopped myself. I pray for healing. I pray for better days. I pray to heal from suicidal thoughts. I pray that I get back to myself. I've been out of work for a very long time due to insecurities. I quit my last job and haven't worked ever since, even then I was nervous working and didn't feel like myself. I was all over the place. I pray that I find a job that I like and one where I'm able to work and take very good care of myself. I pray for self-love and for my hygiene to get better. I pray that I heal from depression and anxiety. I pray to move out of these apartment buildings and get back to myself. I don't like the man who lives next door. Some people are sick. I don't judge, but my neighbor who lives next door from me, I don't like them. I don't like a lot of people. I don't like the homosexual man that lives in the building as well. I just always felt as if he used to stare at me in a way that I didn't approve of or like. I pray that I heal and get back to myself. The homosexual man also told me that I should model, but ever since I moved in with my aunt, I haven't been true to myself. I was all over the place. I feel like she doesn't approve of me nor does she like me. I pray that I heal and get back to myself. I pray for brighter days. I pray for healing from anxiety and depression. I'm sad, conflicted, confused for years. I've been this way due to me wishing death on my mother and her bf. I felt like I should be thrown away in prison or jail. I felt like checking myself into a mental hospital so I can stay there and rot and be mistreated, and maybe did there. I didn't like myself. I feel different now. I don't feel as if I'll ever get back to myself, and I hate that for me. I sometimes crave to go back to the person that I used to be. I used to care more of myself and take better care of myself. I never used to get too down of anything. I was always sad, depressed for a very long time, and just not myself. I was never satisfied or happy and always wanted to be something more. I hated where I had stayed growing up. I didn't like the women that I went to school with; the majority of the time, all they did was gossip, and I hated that. I would get called names, ugly and black, because my skin is dark. I would argue with some of those women sometimes, and I just didn't like them. I pray that I heal and get back to myself. I pray for healing. I pray that I lose weight and that my mind becomes clearer and healthier. I feel as if I'm very sick and just not the best version of myself. I used to watch psychic videos all day and would actually believe them. I paid a psychic lady a lot of money to get a reading, and she still wanted more money out of me, and I was working two jobs at the time. I still wasn't myself. I was very stressed out. My eyes were yellow or red. I was walking crooked. My private area felt as if something was wrong with me. I wanted to get better, but I had to pay the psychic for a session, and I didn't have the income for her, and she would be upset with me. She told me that what was happening to me that I was going to get worse, and she told me that I was going to harm myself. I used to fight with my mother a lot and would cry all the time. I couldn't take being around her or staying with her. She used to stress me out, and I couldn't stand her, but now our relationship has gotten a lot better. I pray to heal and get back to myself. I pray for happiness, peace, love, and joy. I pray for my feet to be healed. I pray to be healed from flat feet. I pray for my neck to be healed and for my head, voice, hands, fingers, everything. I pray to be healed. I pray for my back to be healed as well as for my back to be healed from mild scoliosis. I was all over getting tests done, being on those machines. I was sick. My mind was gone. I used to complain of my cousin watching me and bothering me all the time. She had mental issues as well, her and her mother, and I had went to live with them, which was a bad move. I should have did things differently. I felt as if I wasted my time staying around there, then it was harder for me to find a job. I would try to apply to jobs, and I felt like my cousin didn't want me to work because she would walk away from her room door, and she would leave out of the house as soon as I would start talking on the phone, being interviewed. I pray that I can heal and forgive her so that I can move on away from her and not allow her to upset me anymore. I pray for my stomach to heal as well. I pray for my legs to heal when I lay down underneath the covers; it's as if the guy upstairs knows. He's trying to come in between my legs and trying to attack my body. He makes a lot of noise upstairs, him moving around and everything. He's toxic, so is my brother. My brother; he's not a righteous man. I don't judge, but I just want better for myself and for me to be strong and be able to move. For years, I've been struggling bad. I graduated from a trade school a couple of years ago and never found a job. Some jobs ask for skills and qualities that I didn't have before. I never worked in an office job before, and that's what I have my certificate in business administration. I pray that I can find a job in that field, helping people, and doing my best at what I like to do. I like working with computers. I pray that I do find a job in business administration and I pray that I'm good at my job and that I like my job and that the pay is well. I pray to start brushing my teeth every day. I feel like my teeth aren't the same. I went a while without brushing them, and they started to look different. I don't feel as if they look as youthful and good as they used to look. I pray that I start to take better care of my teeth and start to brush them every day. I pray that the pain in my mouth and teeth go away. I pray for my fingers to heal and for my body to heal as well. I pray that I get back to myself and that my confidence comes back and that my faith comes back as well. I lost hope, faith sometimes. I don't believe that there is a God. I feel sick, like the enemy, the devil, has conquered over me, and I would just love to get back to myself and heal and do the right thing. There's a lot of people who I didn't like, people that just rubbed me the wrong way. I hated my roommate that I had when I was in the hospital. I felt like she didn't like me, and I felt scared of her. She was younger than me. I pray that I heal and get back to myself and not be afraid of anybody. I didn't like waking up going to groups. I just wanted to stay asleep. I wanted to stay at home, but I didn't like my home too. I hated the apartment that I stay in. I hated everything about it. Every day, I would wake up, and my mother would leave out of the house and she wouldn't even say anything towards me. She would wake up and just go to work. I would be up early, sitting outside alone by myself, and she would just walk past me. Even when I would see her when I would be walking around outside, I would have small talk with her, but I still felt as if I couldn't trust her. She used to say things about me to my grandmother. It was toxic. I pray that I heal and get back to myself. I pray that my mind heals. I was very depressed, sad, and conflicted, stressed and worried of other females. My mind was so far gone, and I couldn't trust anyone. I pray for my health to get better as well. I have a huge fear of something bad happening towards me and that the cops would come and arrest me. I pray that I heal and get back to myself. I would check myself into mental hospitals, and I would go to get away from my mother and the apartment that I stay in. I tried living with my uncle, but that didn't work out, and he told me to go home. He said that he had wanted the apartment to himself because he gets stressed out. He had his feet kicked up, and all I did was sleep on the couch. I felt like that bothered him, and he wanted me gone. He told his mother about me and told her that I was using the bathroom on myself. He told her and my father that I was using the bathroom on myself. I was I felt sick, stressed, tired, nervous, and worried, so I would use the bathroom on myself. I stopped going to the bathroom when I was staying with my aunt. I was stressing. I felt like her neighbors were listening to me use the bathroom, and I hated that. I didn't like that, and I felt as if the little Hispanic guy didn't like me. I would see him staring at me, making faces all the time, and he was attracted to another girl other than me. I didn't like him that much. I pray that my body heals. I pray for my skin to get clearer. I pray for complete joy, complete happiness. I pray for better days. I pray for my father to heal from his mental illness.