I'll get angry if I want to.
Stop trying to get in my way.
Stop assuming that you know it all...you don't know half the story.
What the heck did I do to deserve this?
The world is definitely against me.
Everything must hate me. Everyone must hate me.
Life planned to throw all of this at my face at the same time.
or...
Did the good and sovereign God intimately, specifically, and lovingly place me where I am?
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