So I'm seriously starting to think that I'm cursed. I'm not sure who put a hex on me but they definitely weren't being bashful when they did. Lately, every card has been stacked against me, becoming worse every time it happens again. I've been proved correct again and again that I'm alone in this world. People tell me one thing and do another. I constantly make the mistake of counting on them to do what they say only to have them let me down. People need to stop giving me false hope. Sometimes I think that certain ones (who will remain nameless) are jealous of me in some way. And they can't stand me being happy. For one reason and one reason only. They themselves are miserable. Totally unhappy with themselves and their lives. They find the one way to bring me down and stress me out just so they can swoop in and play superheroes. So that they can pretend that they are better than me. They forget though that all the bullshit in my life is for a reason and God only gives his greatest warriors the toughest battles. Maybe they are able to one-up me now boosting their own ego, but when it comes down to it and we leave the physical plane I'm gonna be the one who God recruits as one of his disciples. Because I know deep in my soul that God is preparing me for something great, greater than their egos will ever be.