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JayChrist
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Why do I put up this fight? Sometimes it's hard enough just dealing with real life. Sometimes I just hate life. Something isn't right. It's not my fault, the devil is hitting me with vicious attacks. I mean assaulting me, even when I go out unless I put worship music, it's overwhelming harassment. They have a field day. I'm terrified, I've fasted, deliverance, seeing a priest with confession. The pressure is too much, I'm trying to do what's best. It's an impossible situation, this kind of opposition, it's only breaking me down in my health. Not a moment goes by that I don't pray to the sky, please release me of this cross. You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't, you wouldn't get it, or see what the big deal is.
