So... God has been faithful to me !
And actually heard my cries for prayer, and got me a job, I'm sooo thankful for money it will provide for these months (will work 6 months), because internship in my field career (coding), yet starts in january 2025.
Job is not that demanding, I'm thankful, it's boring and repetitive, but it looks like God made it so there are more workers so I don't have to rush that much, and I work just 5 days in week (2 free), which is amazing in itself !!
And, with this me earning money, I feel sooo guilty, for feeling so much angst towards parents, toward God, everyone.. and avoided everything, and sat in room, and just being isolated, in my world..
I talk with parents now, I think we respect each other much better. When I had to tell them to stop being pessimistic (complaining or "joking" they can't wait to die. that's toxic talk, it brings energy down, and doesn't allow anyone to cherish good moments, but they focus on negative talk.. which makes me despise them).
But I feel like, I need to find some church community to really feel at home. I will probably have to go in church of another denomination, just for sake of meeting friends and having fellowship with them, and feel God's presence. As I've seen, worldly woman is not what would satisfy me at all, neither worldly pleasures are pleasurable.
This is new chapter in my life now. First week in, job. And I need to get used to new routine. To learn to be of independent spirit.
But, I don't know what to pray anymore. That's why, I think, I need church, I need community. I need to be vulnerable with someone, and if they brush it off, then, why it matters, if they're gonna reject me anyways.
My father and mother, they are tired, I don't want them to die, I don't want them to be sick... I know importance of not giving up on this job now. I can't give up now anymore. I've told myself. I don't want to stress my father or mother, they're sick, and older.
I don't know if God forgives me for words and thoughts I had when I was angry, because me myself was in pain due to desperation of lack of any money at all.
And actually heard my cries for prayer, and got me a job, I'm sooo thankful for money it will provide for these months (will work 6 months), because internship in my field career (coding), yet starts in january 2025.
Job is not that demanding, I'm thankful, it's boring and repetitive, but it looks like God made it so there are more workers so I don't have to rush that much, and I work just 5 days in week (2 free), which is amazing in itself !!
And, with this me earning money, I feel sooo guilty, for feeling so much angst towards parents, toward God, everyone.. and avoided everything, and sat in room, and just being isolated, in my world..
I talk with parents now, I think we respect each other much better. When I had to tell them to stop being pessimistic (complaining or "joking" they can't wait to die. that's toxic talk, it brings energy down, and doesn't allow anyone to cherish good moments, but they focus on negative talk.. which makes me despise them).
But I feel like, I need to find some church community to really feel at home. I will probably have to go in church of another denomination, just for sake of meeting friends and having fellowship with them, and feel God's presence. As I've seen, worldly woman is not what would satisfy me at all, neither worldly pleasures are pleasurable.
This is new chapter in my life now. First week in, job. And I need to get used to new routine. To learn to be of independent spirit.
But, I don't know what to pray anymore. That's why, I think, I need church, I need community. I need to be vulnerable with someone, and if they brush it off, then, why it matters, if they're gonna reject me anyways.
My father and mother, they are tired, I don't want them to die, I don't want them to be sick... I know importance of not giving up on this job now. I can't give up now anymore. I've told myself. I don't want to stress my father or mother, they're sick, and older.
I don't know if God forgives me for words and thoughts I had when I was angry, because me myself was in pain due to desperation of lack of any money at all.