Just...Tired
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First off, I would like to say that I am not in college and am a teenager, but thought that putting this in the teen forum wouldn't benefit me because of the type of advice that I'm looking for.
Anyhow, as the title states, I am thinking of giving our religion Christianity up. I consider myself to be highly depressed and angry at almost all times. I moved from New Jersey to Texas a couple years ago and absolutely hate it with a passion. I have three other family members in Texas and the rest of my family live back up north. My cousins, aunts etc etc all live up there and see each other on a regular basis while I, only get to seem them like once a year. This is particularly hurtful because I grew up with most of my cousins and while I was down here, they moved on and bonded with each other more closely while little old me was basically thrown out the loop. This year when I went back up there, they acted as if they didn't know me. I couldn't even become angry at them because it wasn't as if they were being mean, they just genuinely didn't have a clue what to say or do around me. Five minute conversations on the phone and such can only get you so far, even with family.
That's pretty much the bane and crutch of my existence but their are other problems I have. When I first started the faith I was heavily into history. Thus, I read a lot about the battles of biblical times and ended up being heavily fascinated with landmarks and geographical information. This left me with alot of information, and it wasn't as if I didn't read throughout the bible, because I often found myself in Matthew, Mark, or Luke reading Jesus's parables or in Romans soaking up the knowledge that was planted their.
I was fine with doing all of that until one day, I realized that I'd never once clearly heard God say something to me. Ever since then, I've been in a spiral of doubt and bitterness. I would go to Wednesday night services at my church and listen to the testimony's of people and go home and cry, wishing that I had what they had.
To be one hundred percent honest, the only thing keeping me in the faith as of now is that I want to be protected by his grace and mercy. I have to walk very early in the mornings and know that without his protection anything can happen to me. If not for that then....I don't know, I'd probably be done with this.
Basically I'm depressed and really need some help. Tears roll down my eyes as I write this and I hope that someone can give me some advice.
Anyhow, as the title states, I am thinking of giving our religion Christianity up. I consider myself to be highly depressed and angry at almost all times. I moved from New Jersey to Texas a couple years ago and absolutely hate it with a passion. I have three other family members in Texas and the rest of my family live back up north. My cousins, aunts etc etc all live up there and see each other on a regular basis while I, only get to seem them like once a year. This is particularly hurtful because I grew up with most of my cousins and while I was down here, they moved on and bonded with each other more closely while little old me was basically thrown out the loop. This year when I went back up there, they acted as if they didn't know me. I couldn't even become angry at them because it wasn't as if they were being mean, they just genuinely didn't have a clue what to say or do around me. Five minute conversations on the phone and such can only get you so far, even with family.
That's pretty much the bane and crutch of my existence but their are other problems I have. When I first started the faith I was heavily into history. Thus, I read a lot about the battles of biblical times and ended up being heavily fascinated with landmarks and geographical information. This left me with alot of information, and it wasn't as if I didn't read throughout the bible, because I often found myself in Matthew, Mark, or Luke reading Jesus's parables or in Romans soaking up the knowledge that was planted their.
I was fine with doing all of that until one day, I realized that I'd never once clearly heard God say something to me. Ever since then, I've been in a spiral of doubt and bitterness. I would go to Wednesday night services at my church and listen to the testimony's of people and go home and cry, wishing that I had what they had.
To be one hundred percent honest, the only thing keeping me in the faith as of now is that I want to be protected by his grace and mercy. I have to walk very early in the mornings and know that without his protection anything can happen to me. If not for that then....I don't know, I'd probably be done with this.
Basically I'm depressed and really need some help. Tears roll down my eyes as I write this and I hope that someone can give me some advice.