Please read and talk to me. Beg of you.
Do me the courtesy of reading the entire post because it’s pretty long. This is probably the saddest story ever and there’s a million titles I could give this post. I know I shedded a million tears and more.
First of all I blame no one. Not my mom and not our Father. I know I have free will and I make my own choices. That being said.
Background.
I went to Australia with a friend of mine and 8 months in we came back from a party. Because I was getting tired I gave up the steering wheel and when my friend took over he totalled the car which dislocated my vertebrae rendering me quadriplegic. I have bed sores, an internal pump for spasms, a stoma, etc.
When back in Belgium I went to a rehab facility and here’s where the story begins.
The way to belief.
I didn’t come to believe by reading the bible. I started with the occult and came to it that way.
Anyway back at home I researched how to praise God and it end up with inviting the holy spirit.
After that my mom asked if I wanted to smoke and so I did. And I didn’t realise until days the feeling was gone.
And I read somewhere in the bible about blaspheming and I became terrified for the wrong reasons. My mom didn’t want me to meddle with the bible anymore and made me talk to a psychologist. And I have a lot of caregivers so when they asked why I was afraid I probably said nothing… and stress and smoking
You’re getting the gist.
Anyway I have a short term memory and I did everything wrong. But God seems to make it so that I spit in his face but short term memory and dread and no christians in my life was all a recipe for disaster. Just a perfect storm.
And I’m just a normal dude and I’m a really nice guy and so terrified of the Lord.
And at first I was so happy but now I’m just depressed and my family things I’m nuts.
Can you please pray to the father in my name or can I please share my story to someone over WhatsApp please?
I just need a shoulder to cry on without being judged.
I’m from Belgium.
Please don’t ignore me. Place yourself in my shoes.