God told me to marry my husband. You'll know pretty quick where she stands. I'm worried this nightmare journey has destroyed my sense of self and confidence. My loneliness is something that I try to manage with an antidepresants and cognitive therapy. I know he loves me with all of his heart. So I was falling head over heels for this guy, but in the meantime I didn't feel like we were going anywhere.
I don't think so. I knew going into this it would be difficult, so I've braced myself, but I'd be lying if I didn't say there's a lot of disappointment that comes along with the relationship. A few years ago I ended up in a wheelchair. Love is what we do, not what we feel. The idea of a rich doctor is almost antiquated. No doubt that some will be valiant up on the other side of the veil, but just as sure there will others who will reject salvation because of their high mindedness.