DomV
Disciple of Prayer
I submitted this prayer request a year ago, but God hasn't helped yet, so I'm trying it again. I'm a typical Forever Alone woman. If you google it, you can see that this is a serious situation, and there are thousands, if not millions of people going through hell because of it. I'm desperately trying to find a partner, but all my efforts fail. I've sent out thousands of messages on dating sites, and rarely got any replies. I've been on countless first dates where I felt confident about our compatibility. But none of the men I've dated called again. None of the men I loved returned my feelings. Nobody gives me a chance. I don't understand what's wrong with me. I'm not ugly. I take care of myself, I do sports, I dress well. I'm not dumb or rude. Everybody around me is getting married or having babies, and it's hard to go through a day without crying when all I see are happy couples around me. I try to enjoy my life, but at the end of the day nothing matters because nothing can fulfill this overwhelming yearning in me, for companionship, for physical connections, for the chance to share my life with someone. I'm suffering from a series of other problems as well, including depression, and it is impossible to bear them alone, without emotional support. I feel like I'm locked in a cage that I can't escape, while I'm running out of air. Sometimes there's so much anger in me, at this devastating fate that God gave me, at myself, at the hopelessness of life, so much anger that I feel like I have to destroy something just like life is destroying me. I have the urge to smash plates against the wall, to trash my flat, to bang my head into something, because the pain is so unbearable. Sometimes I think that if I physically hurt myself, God will have mercy on me, because praying relentlessly or submitting numerous prayer requests have led to nowhere. I hate myself, I feel like a monster. How can I love myself if nobody else can? My predicament makes me wonder if God loves me at all. Life is hell, and there is no chance that anything will ever improve. I'm praying for a partner for the last time before I kill myself. Please don't tell me that God is enough. Please don't trivialise my situation. I'm a human being. I have physical desires too. And when I get home after a depressing day, what I yearn for is a man's real embrace: something real and immediate. God often feels distant, and he rarely replies to my prayers. How can I find comfort in him on such days? Of course I still rely on him for the general direction of my life. This is the reason why I'm submitting prayer requests after all. I know that any help can only come from him. But relationships are important, otherwise God wouldn't put so much emphasis on them. If he calls us to love one another, why doesn't he allow me to love anyone? And why doesn't he allow anyone to love me? A person without love is like a plant without water. Neither can survive for long.
