If God appeared to you in a series of vivid and moving dreams and told you to leave everything behind, travel alone to the Red Sea and become a fisherman, what would you do? What if you were told to sacrifice your child?
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I’m sure I have stuff to be thankful for, but I just can’t see it right now.
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outside heat lamps turned on for the first time at ferry terminal.
Is Carmen Santiago their band manager? I mean she’s never around…
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I should be sad that I’m leaving Indonesia and my brother and his new family. But all I have is hate and anger for my mom, hate and anger for myself for being angry at her, and just thoughts of cutting my wrists and letting the pain flow from my body. None of my training is helping me. Why am I such a bad son? Why can’t I help and take care of someone that doesn’t want to take care of themselves. Why can’t I find the answers, or am I just blind to the answers, or refusing the answers. Why isn’t my death the solution.
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