I want to die! I hate my life. I hate the way God made me. Everything is so hard that others find easy. I’m on so much medication so I can function. I have no power over my life. I’m always the one in need the f help and people take advantage. I also allow myself to be emotionally manipulated and I pay the price. Everything has gone wrong. God is supposed to be a good father. Well he didn’t answer my prayers or help me when I was young. If I would have gotten my medication when I was a kid, I wouldn’t be this way. I pray and nothing. I need helps in area if my life. I need someone helping me navigate through all my problems. God protects me fm the cops. My registration tags are expired, fees are paid, but my car won’t pass the smog. My mental health was deteriorating in the fall and I had to work. I couldn’t face things and I didn’t appear in court, so My license is suspended. I have to drive to get to work. I need help!