I wish I could pray

I wrote this post on Friday night... It was a rough night for me but I survived, thanks to a friend on msn and my new ways of coping I learned in therapy.

I wish I could believe that there is someThing or someOne, all powerful, out there listening and answering prayers. I feel awful just now. I just finished making a card for my friend Sandra's wedding tomorrow. It's really hard to celebrate a marriage that's just beginning when mine is falling apart. I feel like someone died. And something did die. My marriage, hopes and dreams, and my love for him.