I'Ve Sowed My Own Oats
September first is the day that changed my life another suicide attempt 25ish days of hospitalization.
The police and social workers got involved. They juged me and threw me out on the street forcing my mom to put a restraining order on me or she will loose my daughter.
Shame on them I am so hurt by this situation but what can I do, I did this to myself. I know longer will ever trust police or social workers.
I sowed my oats now this is my cross to bear.
I can't have any contact.
I asked God to show word that would help me understand.
I came accross...
Psalm 59
9 you are my strength, I watch for you, God you are my fortress, my God whom I can rely
10 God will go before me and gloat over those who slander me.
This being certain family member's and the authorities who tore my my family appart and threaten my 77 year-old mother to not to break the restraining order
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