sometimes even though they were Christians in Christ, sometimes life can really be a burden and you get lonely and you feel alone and you try to be the source for everyone, but you never the source for yourself. I know I’m not alone and thinking like this and I know I’m not alone and feeling like this. Sometimes you just want to not breathe or not live or not here or not speak or not do anything, but then there’s a fighter and sometimes I wonder when do you stop fighting?