Personally I have had so many internal conflicts that I began to feel as if I were going to short-circuit.Everything began to get to me and life stopped being an enjoyable experience. I damned everybody who crossed me, whether they were right or wrong. My belief in God plunged and I began to laugh that God could even exist. I began to realize that it was not Gods fault that my father had died in surgery. It was not Gods fault that my marriage was barely working. It was not Gods fault that some of the only solace I could find would come in the form of little brown bottles of beer. In fact it was God who finally released me from these pressures. What about you all? Erick