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Humble Prayer Partner
I pray for my health to get better. I pray for great health. I pray for a new home. I pray for a new job that pays well. I pray that I come off of the medication I'm on. At first, it left side effects on my body. My face was twitching, even my lip started bleeding when a taxi driver was staring at me through the rearview mirror. I pray that I'm able to heal and able to take care of myself. I pray for better days. I don't take medication anymore now; it's just the injection. I pray that I don't have to be on the injection no longer because they cause side effects and it left a lump on my arm, and it still is on my arm. This happened when I first got the shot a couple of months ago. I pray that I heal and start to take better care of myself. I pray to heal from stress, panic, worry, and anxiety. I pray to also heal from schizophrenia and bipolar disorder. I pray for my self-esteem to go up and for me to heal and get back to myself. I pray for a healthier lifestyle. I pray for a healthy body. I pray that my nerves heal, that my body heals. I pray for a new job so I can work and make my own money and not have to rely on my mother to provide or take care of me. I pray for protection from my enemies. I'm going back and forth with a guy who lives upstairs, and he's been attacking my health and my talking, my nerves, my veins, my hands, my fingers, my throat, my neck for a very long time, and I just pray to stay away from him. I am nowhere around him, but I feel as if he's just always following me around the apartment. Even the man who lives next door, I get bad energy from him too. For a long time, I used to sit in the hallway and be on my laptop. I never really liked my apartment. I didn't like my brother; me and him kind of never got along. I pray that things get better for me and that I learn how to get away from negativity. I pray that I heal and get back to myself. I pray for brighter days. I pray for a new vehicle, a brand new car, so that I'm able to travel to different places and just be more active with my life and just be able to do more things. I pray for a healthier lifestyle. I pray for my health to get better. I pray for my veins to heal, for my brain and my mind and my stomach to heal as well. I stay inside of the house a lot; not as if that's a problem, but I would like to get out of the house more and maybe find a job. I pray that whatever is happening towards me now and whatever is going on with my body that my body gets restored to health and that I stop worrying of people and learn to control myself and move on. I pray for better days. I pray for healing from my past from living with my aunt and not feeling like myself. I was traveling all over the place, and my mind wasn't that bad, but my arms would be stiff sometimes, and I would feel down, like really sad and depressed. I feel as if the medication they had given me maybe played a huge part. I pray that my body heals and go back to normal. I pray that my nerves heal. I pray that everything heals. I don't want to be unhealthy and unhappy. I pray for forgiveness from all of my past sins. I pray for my eyes to be healed. I pray to move out of this apartment. The man upstairs was attacking my body, my brain, everything. He was attacking even in my sleep when I'm laying down in the bed. I could feel him doing things. He just moves around a lot, and I was talking down on him to people inside of the building, and someone went back and told him what I had said. I also was arguing with multiple people inside of the building. One Hispanic lady who was walking up the staircase, she was leaning towards me, so I moved over, and she had gotten upset and said that I didn't live inside of the building and I had called her big because she was leaning towards me when I was sitting down. Then she started to go into detail about how she was just thick. I pray for a new home so I don't have to live underneath this man who lives upstairs. I feel like he's listening through the vents and he's listening to me use the bathroom and shower and take baths. He's a homosexual dude. When I first moved inside of the building, I had issues with this man. He was dropping water through the pipes from upstairs, and it was coming out yellow. He would always gossip with my mother, and he just completely make way too much noise. I don't mind it because I understand it, but that man is sick and he needs help. I pray that I move away from him, and then I recently was holding the door open for a woman, another Hispanic woman, and she started moving weird behind me. I don't know, I just felt weird energy. I felt like when I had turned around, she moved, and ever since then, I see her staring at me through the side of her eyes, and even on the elevator, she was just watching me and staring at me. She's new to this area and the building. I've been living in this building way before she even lived inside of this building. I was running from my mother. I didn't like staying with her. I wasn't myself around her. Every time I would go towards the hospital, she wouldn't say anything at first and she would just let me go, and I didn't like that. I was all over the place. I felt unwell and unhealthy and just out of control. I kept talking about my hands. I felt sick like something was wrong with my eyes, my hands, and my feet when I was staying with my aunt. It had only gotten worse. My face felt crazy; it would twitch a lot, and I felt sick like I would just be sitting on the bed and I wouldn't be moving at times. My legs felt weird, so did my private area, even my head, my hands, and feet didn't feel okay. I wanted to harm myself, and I didn't like the area that I was staying in. I wanted more for myself, even inside of my twenties. I just weird, unhappy. I didn't have friends that always wanted to do things for my birthday. Every time it came up, and I would always be there supporting them. I didn't think that that was fair. I had friends who also hung around other women more than me, and I felt sick as if something was wrong with me. I was always angry and upset. I wanted to harm myself. Then I had anxiety, fear of everything. I pray that I heal. I was with a man who was cheating on me and doing a whole lot of flirting with other women. It was a mess. I hated myself. I pray that I heal and get back to myself and just become a better person and start eating healthier foods and start loving myself more, start washing up more, and stop allowing myself to be angry so quickly. I was surrounding myself around women who didn't have my best interest, and I just hated that. I pray that I heal and get back to myself. I wanted to harm myself because I felt as if something was wrong with me. I didn't like myself. I felt like my parent kept copying off of me, and I didn't like that. I'm a pretty cool person, and I don't bother no one. I pray that I do heal and get back to myself. I pray for my face to go back to feeling like a normal face, and I pray for my hands and feet to heal as well. I also felt like people in the neighborhood that I live in would just be upset. They would be very angry, very negative. I pray to move inside of a better neighborhood, a more peaceful neighborhood. I pray to heal and get back to myself. I pray for my speech to heal and come back. I pray for my back to heal. I pray for peace, love, joy, and happiness. I pray for strength and protection. I pray for healing from my past from being around the wrong people and dating just anybody. I always felt like I'm an intelligent woman. I'm very wise, smart, but I felt as if I was skeptical of myself. I started paying psychics, visiting them as well, to tell me things that I didn't know. I wanted better for myself. I envied other women who were in better health than I was. I pray that my health gets better and that I heal. I pray that I don't allow this guy that lives upstairs to get the best of me. I pray for my arms to heal. I pray for my feet to heal. I pray for my back to heal and for my spine to be aligned. I pray for better days. I pray that I move away from the building that I live in and don't ever have to come back here. I see people going in and out of the building. I just pray that I heal and don't have to worry of ever staying or coming back to the building. I was feeling like I wasn't myself, feeling lost, and just feeling mad and anxious with the neighbors. It was a very bad feeling. I pray for a new home and for a new job that pays well. I pray that I don't allow anyone to manipulate me. I pray that I heal and get back to myself. I pray for my body to heal. I pray for better days. I pray for healing from depression and anxiety. I pray for better health. I pray for my private area to grow stronger and be more normal and healthy. I felt attacked by my brother before, so I had called the cops on him. I would sleep inside of the bedroom, and he would be walking all throughout the apartment. I didn't trust him. Then he said that I was mental, and he told the cops that, and he had issues more issues than me, and he tried to come and attack me. I wasn't getting along with him. I pray that I can heal and get my own apartment and have my spot and not allow random women out on the streets to throw me off and make me angry, mad, or upset. I was surrounding myself around this area, and it's very negative. I pray to find a home in a good neighborhood so I could relax and be at peace. I pray for better days. I pray for healing. I feel as if the guy who lives upstairs finds joy and pleasure of knowing that I'm fighting him back or trying to defend myself from his attacks. I'm minding my very own business, and he's constantly attacking me. I pray for my private areas to heal. I pray for my stomach to heal for my walk to grow stronger and be normal again. I pray for happier times. I pray for better days. I pray that I don't allow my neighbors to upset me and learn to stay out of their way and mind my own business. I don't like a lot of people. The lady who lives downstairs is mean too. She cleans up the building, and a lot of people speak with her, but I saw her making weird faces once upon a time, and so I said something to her, and she went back and told my mother. I pray to control my temper and my anger and not let people upset me. I pray that I grow more confident in myself and that I don't allow anybody to control me or take advantage of me or put their hands on me. This guy I was dating, he tried to swing on me. He stood up and acted as if he was going to hit me, then he lied about being a model agency, and I still kept speaking with him. I pray that I don't ever be homeless again because that's when I was allowing folks to abuse me and take advantage of me. I didn't like that. I pray that I heal and get back to myself. I pray for brighter days. I pray for my throat, teeth, mouth, and neck to heal. I pray to get back to myself. I pray for my hands to heal. I pray that the guy I'm with doesn't want to be a polygamist no more or that I learn to find or want a man that's more a heavenly figure, a man of God. I pray for my hygiene to be better. I pray for joy. I pray for healing from my past. I pray for brighter days. I pray for a brand new car. I pray for an iPhone. I pray that mental illness comes off of my medical records. I pray that I don't have to be on an injection anymore for mental illness. I pray that the judge allows me to stop being with the mental health program. I never liked any of them coming to my house. I'm not sick or crazy. I know who I am. Demons were trying to control me and trying to tear me apart and bring me down. I pray that I heal and get back to myself. I pray to know my self-worth. I pray to learn how to love myself and speak positive words over myself and my life. I pray for healing from stress and anxiety. I pray to heal from being around women who weren't really my friends and women who wanted what I had and just didn't want other folks to like me or show me attention. I hated that and wanted better for myself. The man upstairs, he's steady attacking my inner thighs. He's attacking my legs and my nose and my voice and my breathing and my mind and my elbows, and he's doing it on purpose. He's evil. I pray that God intervenes and put a stop to whatever he's trying to do towards me. I pray that I heal and get back to myself. He was attacking my feet and my breathing. He was listening to me, and when I had said I wished that my mother and her bf would die, he was listening, and an evil spirit had felt like it had gotten inside of my mouth. I don't know what that was about. My neck felt weird, that's why I got going and tried to leave whenever I would. Whenever the guy I'm with, he would always come and help me and always be there. The only thing is he's a polygamist, and I was unsure of what he wanted to do now. I know it's something that I don't want to be a part of because it's just not right or okay. I pray that he changes his mind or that I'm able to move on. I pray for my mind to heal and to go back to a regular healthy mind. I pray that I heal and get back to myself. I pray to get back to my regular height when I was 5'7. It was a way better height for me. I was that height when I had first gotten my driver's license, and I pray that my ankles heal as well. I wore the wrong shoe size, and my ankles had swell up, and my feet grew to be the same size as my shoe, which was way too big for me. I pray that I heal and move away from this building and find a job that pays me well and not a low-paying job. I want to work to be able to provide for myself. I pray for my hands to heal, for my feet to heal, for my ankles to heal, for my arms to heal, for my mind to heal. I just pray for better days. I pray for a new car. I pray for strength. I pray for healthy teeth. I pray for my teeth to grow back.