Thank you, Lord for letting me hit the wall again. I hope and pray by fulfilling Your plan, You will help me with all the debts Nixon bestowed on me. It's my fault too that I loved. It's my fault too that I believed. It's my fault that I helped. I hope whatever I lost and where I am now, that is in deep shit, You will help me up and regain myself. I guess Love doesn't really love me after all, I just keep pushing it that it loves me back. I was wrong. Your Life plan for me may be unkind, but I know you will help me at least my head stay afloat in times of adversity. Thank you for the experience, Lord. Thank you for the heartache. May you bless Nixon for fulfilling Your plan to hurt me and made me believe that there is Love in my life. Thank you, Lord. Thank you.