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I think I was more of a believer than I ever wanted to admit because I really thought God obviously has something great planned for me. Why else would he have saved me from a life of being paralyzed at just one year old while hundreds of others weren’t so lucky. Plus I had a really rough childhood so of course; right. I would imagine what that meant. Maybe an epic romance of travel, and fun. Then we’d buy a big beautiful house in the country and have a few kids. Or I’d be a successful writer in the city, doing what I loved with a big group of girl friends who are always there for each other. But I’m 31 now. And life didn’t go like that at all. I stayed in my home town, I got into bad relationships with men who didn’t like me, let alone want to marry me or have children with me. I became an addict and an alcoholic for tens years. Still am, just sober now. And I am terrified to even leave my house or drive on the interstate so traveling isn’t an option. Not that I have the money. So idk. Maybe God still does have something in mind. I just have to keep waiting
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Apr 23
Apr 23, 2026 at 1:41 PM UTC
Waiting
I think I was more of a believer than I ever wanted to admit because I really thought God obviously has something great planned for me. Why else would he have saved me from a life of being paralyzed at just one year old while hundreds of others weren’t so lucky. Plus I had a really rough childhood so of course; right. I would imagine what that meant. Maybe an epic romance of travel, and fun. Then we’d buy a big beautiful house in the country and have a few kids. Or I’d be a successful writer in the city, doing what I loved with a big group of girl friends who are always there for each other. But I’m 31 now. And life didn’t go like that at all. I stayed in my home town, I got into bad relationships with men who didn’t like me, let alone want to marry me or have children with me. I became an addict and an alcoholic for tens years. Still am, just sober now. And I am terrified to even leave my house or drive on the interstate so traveling isn’t an option. Not that I have the money. So idk. Maybe God still does have something in mind. I just have to keep waiting
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Apr 23
Apr 23, 2026 at 1:41 PM UTC
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