God, I know you made me who I am for all the reasons why I'm stressed out. But umm seriously, To be a loving person does that mean that toxic stuff has to keep happening to me? I mean, I'm one of the nicest, kindest, patient, and loving people on this planet, why do I have to keep getting nocked down? I'm doing all the right things with my money and I'm still never getting ahead. Sure I have a partner but their money isn't enough and neither is anybody elses. I have struggled for four years being cold, hungry, and homeless. Now that I'm fighting to keep what I have, is it my cross to bear to end up homeless, carless, and possibly jobless because I won't have either one? All I'm asking father is that you put your arms around me and change my world to a loving more caring and endearing one. I'm exhausted and I dont know what else to do any more.