My mom pulled a gun on my dad. My dad got a divorce before leaving me he took a knee and told me it was my fault. I was raised by an abusive mother until I was 16 I left home became homeless. Got an infection that no doctor has ever seen. Get a new strain of medication resist streptococcus every year getting worse and worse. Had a best friend die talking to me. Had a man die in my arms during a car accident while I was talking to his kid to keep him calm while they try to get him out I lied to him. I volunteer regularly to keep me happy. But all I see is sadness and pain. God sure loves his people.