Feel so defeated god, only comfort in numbing out, don’t even want to do life. Feel awful, stupid sugar, stupid chips, stupid addiction stupid money, hate life god, feel hopeless, why is life so fucking shitty. Fuck fuck fuck, are you here God?does any of this even matter?
My dear little one, everything is going to be okay my love. It’s all going to be okay little one, Breathe…..there isn’t thet better.
You have been through a lot little one and everything feels so very hard, we get it little one and are so sorry. We get it, the food abuse is so crushing to your spirit little one, we love you still, that will never change, we are always proud of you. It’s going to be okay little one, keep showing up and keep spreading love. There is hope little one, things will turn around. Love you very much, God.