It hurts when you get left out of a party. It sucks when it feels like no one wants to be your friend. It’s horrible when people who call themselves your friends gang up on you. Seems it’s ok in this world to hurt someone so you get to fit in.
These lyrics we sing at youth really help in times like this:
‘with a broken heart, I come to you / In my loneliness, I call out to you / From my emptiness, I turn to you / Even in this mess, I worship you /… Come now risen one and rise in me’