This is a collection of seven letters that I wrote to God during a very, very dark time in my life. The purpose for publishing these letters is not to get sympathy but rather to give you a look into the mind of someone with mental illness and help the world realize that looks can be deceiving.
Any references to my church or friends are how my broken mind perceived things at the time, not the reality. My pastor, church, family, and friends have always been 100% excellent towards me in every way. I would put on my mask every morning, and most people never had a clue that anything was wrong.
My depression was sparked by my divorce, but the devil won’t just leave you alone when you’re down. He will take full advantage of the situation and warp your thoughts and viewpoint of the rest of the world.
I no longer feel this way, praise God! I’ve kept these letters in a box for years, never fully realizing the reason why. Perhaps this was their purpose all along...