Age: 17 years 11 months 1 days

Yep, I don’t want to explain the situation. I messed up horribly. I lost my temper with redacted and I didn’t have one good reason for it. My annoyances are silly, ridiculous. I failed and I want to run from you and hide. No, I wont. I won’t sleep though. I won’t hide. I messed up and I have no excuses. I’m embarrassed with myself, and embarrassed that so many others saw me like this, at my worst. But I love you God, and I won’t run from you. Forgive me, but don’t let me forget. Help me grow. I don’t want to lose my temper with redacted again, but oh, I’m not going to predict the future. I love you God, that’s why I won’t run. It will only make things a million times worse. I was at my worst, but I can’t live a day without you. I really want these words to be sincere. Change me. I’m so awful. I hate my faults, the areas I struggle with. I’m tired.. But I’m deeply troubled with my behavior. Everything I said was wrong, everything. Will you forgive me? I’m not grateful enough for your mercy and forgiveness. Change me. Remove the hatred in me. May I sleep now? If you would, let this short amount of sleep be deeply satisfying in replenishing. I love you God. I don’t want to stray from you. Let me learn and not forget.

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