Young life sin talk show

Sin Talk

Joel Quilé

3.4.13

How are you today?

Is your first response to say

“fine” or “good” out of habit?

Even if you are having a crappy

day…

I mean, when was the last time

you really screwed up?

Did you tell someone about it?

Or did you try to hold it in?

Ever feel like no one cares or

would want to listen if you were

honest about your life?

Or maybe you’re just too

ashamed to confess?

Have you ever felt hopeless?

Alone?

Scared?

Insecure?

Disappointed?

Can you see yourself in any of

these:

“I’m about to turn 16. My mom

wants to throw me a party. I said

no. I didn’t tell her it is because I

don’t have any friends.”

“I’m too fat for anyone to think

I’m good looking.”

I tell people that I don’t drink.

I do.

Often.

Often a lot.

It helps with my insecurity.

But being fake is even worse.”

“The boy I liked since the start of

school started liking my best

friend.

I told her it was cool…

to go ahead and date him.

I’ve cried myself to sleep for

almost a week.”

“I treat my parents like sh#t!”

“I hate that my dad left.

It makes me want to leave. Not

leave the house.

To leave life.

I think of suicide all the time. I’m

scared the thinking will turn to

doing.”

“I used to be close to my sister.

We never talk now. I can’t

remember the last time I was

nice to her.

What in hell have I done?”

“I live my life to be liked by

others. Like that is my goal.

It has cost me.

It has cost me happiness…

and hope.

Living to please others is

hopeless.”

“I am constantly afraid my

parents will find out the truth

about me.

They will kill me.

You know what sucks?

Keeping it a secret from them is

killing me too.”

“I let my boyfriend take my

virginity.

And my self worth.

He dumped me 2 weeks after he

slept with me.

I’ve regretted that night every f-

ing day for almost 3 years.”

“Every time I look at my mom I

can’t help but think how she

deserves a better son.”

“I’m afraid I love my boyfriend

way more than I love Jesus.

Worse yet. I’m afraid that

I’m okay with that.”

“I smoke weed every Friday.

I go to church on Sunday.

I go to Young Life on Monday.

I hate Tuesdays. That’s when I

realize I’m to scared to change.

Living two lives will mess with

your head.”

“I didn’t go to the party. Not

because of the beer. Because of

the bikinis.

Every girl looks better in a bikini

than I do.”

“I’m disgusted by how many lies

I tell.”

“I’m so popular. People say it is

because I’m so nice to people. If

they only knew that I’m nice to

them because I’m terrified of not

being loved.

How horribly ironic?”

“I’m terrified to go to college.

People like me here.

I’m comfortable at Byron.

I hate thinking about my future.”

“I never feel satisfied.

I have to think that there is more

to life than this.”

“I am jealous of my friends who

have both parents living at

home. I’m never getting married.

Divorce sucks.”

“I fear Friday nights. Seriously. I

never have any plans.

Being alone makes me feel…

unloved.

Feeling unloved is hell.”

“I told Jesus that he was my

entire life a long time ago.

I haven’t told anyone else about

Jesus in my entire life.

I wonder if I’m even a Christian.”

“I’m haunted by the fear that my

boyfriend might break up with

me.

So I keep giving him sex.

And it is breaking my heart.”

“My pastor says Jesus will

forgive me.

He has no idea of how much

porn I look at.

Jesus ain’t forgiving me.”

“The devil is an f-ing liar.

I’ve slept with 5 girls this year. I

don’t feel like a man. I feel like a

boy. Like a weak, selfish boy.”

“If the God of heaven has

forgiven me then why in hell

can’t I forgive myself?”

“Where are you God?”

I used to feel so close to you.”