Suffering out of blame

Looking around me, seeing every single color of heaven, but why am I blind to see colors in my life, neither in any place I...
Looking around me, seeing every single color of heaven, but why am I blind to see colors in my life, neither in any place I go to. I have been broken due to what I have passed through; it was harsh; I couldn’t handle my self-flagellation. What proved that the blame was on me was that everyone hated being part of my life ,or even passing through its trailer. It’s not always by the crowd around you; it’s by the meaning they add to your life. I am perplexed about how I feel lonely even though there are a lot...