I have suffered a long time, God. My PTSD runs my life. I suffer emotionally, spiritually, financially. My living situation is hard. I am sensitive in the extreme. I long for a place to live that is my own and quiet, where I may cook and play guitar and simply be. I long to know what the next step is and yet you never open your mouth to tell me. I am frustrated, sick in mind and spirit, afraid to take medication for fear of destroying my creativity. Where are you, Lord, and why have you abandoned me? I need a lover and a friend, a partner. I need to know you are here. I need to be healed in the deepest ways. So much suffering. So much that hurts, known to you and you alone, so many people who say and do hurtful things, and my friend now, gone, and my other friend, dead. Help us all, Lord. Help us all. Amen.
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