--Resplendent Files Article 1-- Inconsistencies became a regular thing for me. What I wanted and what occurred was always dissonant. I wanted good parents, a good childhood, someone to love me. I received dead parents, a broken childhood, and no one loves me. Does God even love me? How can he, this life I've been provided with isn’t one to exactly brag about. How can I boast in what God has given me when God hasn’t given me anything. I'm just having things taken away from me, It's awful. I was afraid of being a screw up, I was afraid of God. Excerpt from Resplendent Files Article 1 -Nameless