The real truth about my relationship with God.
So I started writing this blog post over a month ago with entirely different intentions. If you've been with me for a while, my life has been a whirlwind ever since the beginning of my college career. Every day, I would just tell myself, "God has a plan", "it's going to get better", or "lol of course this would happen to me" and make a joke out of whatever situation I'm in (I still do this. It helps me not fall apart tbh). But as time passed, life has never seemed to get better or it has always felt like I'm walking on eggshells and whatever good thing that is happening is going to be taken away from me. It's an awful way to think, but when you happen to have the worst luck in the world, you just tend to only see the negative in order to not be too disappointed. And it has definitely affected my relationship with God and my faith in general. My life has been filled with lots of downs, but there have been some significant times in my