No one would understand. They couldn’t, I thought. So I suffered in silence.
I was singing on the Praise and Worship team. I had joined several committees and was very
active in ministry. I was eager to do whatever was asked of me. I especially loved attending small
group sessions and doing Bible study.
By all accounts, I should have been happy. But I wasn’t.
I just felt alone, like I was the ugliest person in the world. Despite having a good job with decent
pay, nice car and beautiful apartment, I somehow felt unworthy to receive anything good.
Unworthy of happiness.
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