Do you feel that… that tension… as you try with all of your might to make your life fit into that little box you’ve been crouching in for all these years? Your world view is nice and tidy. You’ve finally gotten most of it worked out in your head and you’ve managed to stick fairly close to it. But it doesn’t fit. It won’t fit. Something in you knows that it could blow apart at any minute… the box, your life, all of it… and then what. Would that be the end of you?
You’ve got to let it out. I don’t know how, but you must find a way. God is big enough to deal with what happens next.