I'm done being depressed. It's really not that cool, I've discovered. It's more so artistic. Feeling artsy makes me feel like I could create whatever I wanted to, and nobody, no one, could critique it.
On the flip side, I've forgotten about God. I've forgotten about everything He does. I've even forgotten to talk to Him. And it completely sucks. Nothing has sucked more. I'm wallowing in self-pity. My thoughts are all nitty-gritty. I lay down in my comforters and waste away, every day. Screw it. Not today, not any other day.
Isaiah 65, Isaiah 65 will save my life.
I am so sick of being a man. What has man ever done without God? Everything good was created by God, so anything good that anyone has done "apart" from Him has essentially done His work, whether they face the fact or not.
WE ARE NO GOOD ON OUR ACCOUNT.