I don't know what to title this
I want to keep this one short, so I'll start with the question. I feel it's my fault, as though my being close to a person in a deep way, that those I love die. That they die because of, by being close to me. Is this normal? If you wish to know more of why I feel this way, read on.
These people meant more than my own life to me. I would give anything to trade places with them...
It started when I was five. My cousin Amanda was killed by a drunk driver, 17 July. At eight years my mate Jennifer passed away from an accidental overdose on her parents' ill-placed drugs, 13 March. When I was thirteen my girlfriend of the time, Amanda, was killed by a drunk, 21 August. Two years later my friend Trent passed away in a car wreck, 20 September. I was sitting next to him, the truck hit my side of the car and I walked away unharmed. The following year my sister Krystal passed away from cancer, 2 December. One year and months later a friend I loved as a sister, Lacy, was killed by a stray bullet during a driveby, 10 March. Three years later my brother was killed by a "gang" on 7 February. Four years pass and the closest friend I've ever had, save my fiancée, passed away from aids, 11 November. This passed year my fiancée of ten years, Celest, passed away from god knows what, our doctor is still uncertain what it is that took her... Shortly after, her sister took her life. 12 and 27 December.
Each of the people here I've bled with or would have died to protect. On top of this, I've been involved in many, many accidents which should have killed me, two of which actually did kill me for some minutes. My church and another church I've visited say this is because I am "clearly meant to be here" and "God has a plan for me" or "it's not my time" and because of this I feel that, somehow, for everytime I should have died, someone I love and care for is taken from me, from their family, to keep me here. So, if you're still following I want to ask another question or two... Is it normal to feel this way and, regardless of that answer, is it normal to blame god for all of this? I'm just so sick and tired of being sick and tired of wondering and hating myself and my life over all of this.