I once believed in faith - that if I patiently waited, something good will happen. But as it turns out, the chapter I am in, does not really have a happy ending. Just a series of unfortunate events that I am forced to deal with while I'm bombarded by the voices in my head. So once again, I find myself devastated. Months have gone by and it doesn't feel like I've grown at all. I've tried several times to adjust my mindset, but ended up in the same ending. It was always a different title, same story; different choices made but ending up with the same plot and finale. Now I think I am done. Utterly broken by this never ending maze, destined to wander endlessly and finally giving up faith.
