Anonymous
Beloved of All
I've mentioned my untreatable Sleep Apnea, but I've never mentioned my AR & Gastro Esophageal Reflux Disease. AR and GERD gets worse the older I get. Antacids and other medications are not strong enough overnight. Though I sleep in an almost sitting up position, I still turn and slide down on my sleep. Sometimes the acid that floats up into my throat and mouth will wake me up because I'm choking from all the bike and food that pushes up. I had a bad incident during the night last night and it took me awhile to recover. The stomach contents seem to push up easily, but the contents aren't easy to swallow back down even if I manage to spit out some of it. So, I have a double danger of stopping breathing or choking to death in my sleep. It's amazing that I haven't succumbed to either yet. Maybe if I get hit by both at the same time.If only I would be so lucky. However, I would rather just stop breathing as that is not as disruptive as choking to death. I still pray every night for God to allow me to succumb to my untreatable Obstructive Sleep Apnea. I am about to run out of many as i am being drained by Lyft expenses which is keeping me from being able to save money to get my car fixed. Local car rental agencies do not have any cars! How can that be?! I figured they moved all their cars to ### for the summer travel season. I'm running out of money fast. I pray God will kill me with my SA BEFORE I run out of money. If not, then I am going to have to end it myself because I will not survive on the streets for long. If God really loved me, them this would not be happening as it has over the last five years with 2 vehicles. My life has fallen apart over the last ten years and it's obvious I have crossed the Rubicon of no return, no forgiveness, and no redemption.Fine! I am not living, I am dying. For the most part, I died years ago within. I'm just waiting for the physical death. My ### birthday is in 2 weeks but, one or another, I most likely will not make it by then. That's fine; I can accept that. I just wish God would speed up the process. We all die sooner or later, I've been ready to go for years now. Maybe tonight will be the night, or tomorrow night, of the next, or? I just wish God would take the anticipation out of it and do it very soon because I am finding it harder and harder to go to work. People at work are asking me if I'm okay. Of course I say "I'm fine." I wish they would stop asking me that. I guess it's obvious I can't hide my despondency anymore. I've always been known to "always have a smile". However, that's always been my disguise for the vast majority of my life. I just can't pretend I like I used to anymore; all the more reason to go now. Let me go and let someone else live who really wants to and deserves to. I remember when I was a little kid that tried a couple of times to suffocate myself with my pillow, but if course, and obviously, I failed. Death is the best thing God can give me now. And as for your suggestions about calling anonymous "help" lines - there's no such thing. I've called before and in less than 10 mins of hanging up the phone, the police are knocking on my door. ND you can't block your number as the "anonymous" help lines automatically unblock your blocked number. Besides, ,I've gone to a mental health clinic before. The only thing that happens is you sit around for 3 hours, then somebody takes your name and asks what's wrong. They are a receptionist, not a counselor, therapist, or psychologist. The person who takes your name goes away for another hour and comes back and says they talked to "some medical people" and they say you can go home. Then when you get a copy of the bill, all these people whom you've never talked to are billed for "consultation" to the amount of up to three thousand dollars and I never talked to anyone except the person writing down my name who has more problems than I do. In this particular case the guy dressed like a woman, had long painted finger nails, earrings, makeup, a beard, a reeked like a dead skunk! So much for going to a mental health clinic. I certainly can't go to the hospital and put under a se enty two hour watch and evaluation - I can't afford to! I lose my motel room, probably lose my job, lose my pay for the dYs I missed, and probably lose what goods I have left that are in a storage unit. I would never be able to recover from the monetary loss...I'm running out of money now as it is! There's only one way to stop this slow and tortuous bleeding. The sooner, the better! Some people just aren't meant to live and only live because of "dumb luck". Well, there's nothing lucky about it.

Prayer Focus: God, Thank You for loving me. Thank You for loving me, Jesus. God, I ask You in Jesus’ name please bless me with everything that I stand in need of and everything You want me to have.