Anxiety struck

Father,

Only today that I understood how it feels to be plagued by anxiety.

I slept at 5 a.m. in the morning. I woke up at 8.30 a.m. Less than 5 hours of sleep I usually have. Once I opened my eyes, problems started to afloat in my mind. There was no way for me to fall asleep again, like I always did.

Lord, what should I do? You let the truth laid bare. Ugly truth about people around me. About people I once trusted. People I once thought were not the ones who take others for granted. Sigh. I'm so lost. So lost. Lord, am I the cause for all these? What should I do now?

Have mercy on me, Lord. I know that I should not judge, but I just can't keep quiet. I just can't let doubts drift me away from You. Regarding my brother, I have not expected him to be so lapsed. He has wandered so so far away from you! He's just like any gangster I saw in the streets. His face is obviously covered by darkness; he looks really ugly and dark. Even my friend complained about his looks. Devilish face. Zombie-like. It is so obvious that he excluded you in his life.

Lord, I really don't know how to approach him. What should I do to let him come back to you again? I don't want to see him drifting away even further... I don't want to see him becoming the disciple of Satan.

Teach me your ways, my Lord, and protect me from any snares of the evil one. Mary my mother, please intercede for me, a poor sinner. Amen.