Dear God, Why do bad things keep happening to me? There’s been plenty of good but the darkness keeps creeping back up on me. Weaseling its way under my skin. Consuming me from the inside out. Take away the bad thoughts. They are trying to control me. I can’t take all of this pain. The suffering. Tear jerking. All alone. The quietness of this empty theatre eats its way through me. Please gift me strength…