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Sick Of Setbacks, Does God Hate You Too?

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Why is it when something starts to get better everything gets worse?!
I know where you are coming from in regards to this.

I feel like I can't have pleasure in my life without pain, so like I win at a raffle then fall A*** over T** going to collect the prize and break my arm

I mentioned it once in therapy and she kinda laughed it off.

It's the same with money, get a rebate on my council tax and my car breaks down
 
I remember an old song lyric from my youth from a group called Depeche Mode about God having a sick sense of humour and I must admit that I do feel that way at times
 
Allow me to paraphrase a passage from the New Testament that I think speaks well to this thread.

Jesus and his disciples were walking together as they often did, and came to the city of Bethsaida. A man who had been blind since birth was brought to Jesus and they begged Him to heal him. Jesus gently led the man outside of the city prior to healing him. When they reached the outskirts of the city, His disciples asked him, "Master, what crime did this man or his parents commit that warranted him being blinded?"

Jesus' response was very telling; "Neither this man nor his parents did anything to earn this. This blindness is not for punishing this man, but for God's work to be revealed within him." And with that, He healed the man of his blindness. When the man was able to see for the first time in his life, Jesus asked him, "Do you believe in the Son of God?" The man's eager response was, "Tell me who He is so that I may follow Him." Jesus told him, "You have known Him, He has touched you and walked beside you."

I certainly will not try to tell anyone what to believe religiously or any other way. But my faith in God is the one thing that has gotten me this far, simply because there were so many points in my life where I felt like He was the only one in the world who loved me. If other people can see what my faith in God allowed me to survive and how He ultimately healed me when I was ready to be healed, then maybe they will also seek out Jesus and be healed spiritually, emotionally, or any other way. I've already seen it happen, I've already seen how sharing my walk with Christ has inspired other people to turn to Him and find peace with Him as well. That's just my take on how God plays into my suffering.

Happieness is something you must claim for yourself. No one is going to hand it to you. If your happieness is dependent on your circumstances, you'll never be happy. My life is infinitely better now than it was two years ago because of two things; God being in my life and my mother's life, and me healing from the inside out. It doesn't matter how healthy or unhealthy you are physically. Until you mend emotionally and spiritually, nothing your body does will matter. I've seen body builders and fitness models struggle with drug addiction and suicidality.

So to answer your question; no, God does not hate me. He doesn't hate you either. He and I are far closer because we've been through more together than many people. Just like the bond between soldiers on the battlefield who's lives depend on each other.
 
Some days I am just very angry and those days I get angry and irritated at just about everything. Sometimes I don't get why God would let so much horrible stuff happen to so many people. What I've gone through, and what I see so many others going through or suffering because of.
 
Maybe you are right - maybe I'm the one who hates myself, maybe if I could learn to love and accept who I am now, life would improve.
Why do hate yourself? If you rather talk in PM I can do that.
 
Last year at this time my husband got double pneumonia, the transmission on my car left on the way home from the dentists ( who had to fix broken teeth ), the entire water line developed a major hole and the dog fell over with heat stroke-in the same 3 day span. I did some yelling very loudly at God for awhile, and was answered because the husband recovered, the transmission and water line fixed ( albeit through writing checks ) and the dog lived. He has to be shaved in hot weather and looks like a silly sheep now-the price we pay for him not falling over again. It sucked- but I guess it depends on perspective for each person. Fate or whatever seemed to conspire to turn things to dreck but I felt God ( or whoever is there ) stepped in to help pick up the pieces or at least manage them.
 
God hates me.
Why even bother anymore.

I know what it's like to want to give up. I came close to killing myself several times during intensive therapy and had to be hospitalized several times as well

Ya know, I doubt very seriously if God hates you, because if he does he is not a loving God and I can't believe in a God that is not loving. ...anyways, I don't know, but what I do know is, that every time I got a little better, things would get worse, but that finally stopped after awhile and now it just keeps getting better.

Try to hang in there until it just gets better (without that one step forward and three steps back that is so typical of early therapy).
 
Unfortuantely-I dont have a lot of faith. I wish I did and I try sometimes, but then go back to what it in my reality.
Growing up, others talked about Santa, the Easter Bunny, tooth fairy, and God-none of which visited our house.
I think I put God in the same catagory as if it were another adult lie.
 
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