He said He will always be with me. I doubted Him. He said He will love me always. I disregarded His love. He said I can confide in Him. I chose to push Him away. He said, \"Come to me all you who are weary, and I will give you rest.\" I chose to hide...ashamed of how I pushed Him away. I was embarrassed... ashamed of how I blamed Him... I thought that He could never forgive me. But you see, He already has. Every time I look at myself I see all that is wrong with me. My imperfections. My sins. My mistakes. You see, God has already forgiven me, but I have not forgiven me. This is so funny to me because if God said it is forgiven, it is forgiven. But of course, the devil can\'t let me know that I\'m forgiven, and so he reminds me... of the constant shame of what I\'ve done, which haunts me day and night. I\'m lost in a daze and surrounded by nothingness. This feeling of not being able to amount to anything is weighing on me and crushing me to the ground. All of a sudden, I can\'t breathe. Yes, I\'ve hit rock bottom, but after where God has brought me from? I know that this, too, shall pass.