A letter that cannot be sent
Dear God
Hope you’re doing well. You must be the busiest being out there if your existence is real. Your burden is beyond my imagination, your efforts have my appreciation.
I don’t mean to bother you, but I have tried everything else and it doesn’t help much. I really hope you can.
I’ve been giving quality efforts in my every role. I work sincerely. I’ve been kind. I’ve shown resilience and empathy, even towards those who acted unforgivably. I made mistakes too but none gruesome enough to deserve all this pain. I’m suffering. I’m doing various things and I’m suffering at the end of every success and failure alike. Nothing matters. I don’t know what makes me happy anymore but it is certainly not on the list of things I can do by myself. I need help. Please be kind enough and spare some time for me. Heal me and then may be I can be of more help to you too.
If your hands are tied, I can understand.
Thankyou for reading
Take good care of yourself, My best regards