I had looked forward so eagerly to leaving the horrible place, yet when my release came and I knew that God's sunlight was to be free for me again, there was a certain pain in leaving.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I'm always sad to leave paradise, but I leave behind the hopes of coming again soon.
The very idea of carrying my memory into eternity devastated me, and I took refuge in atheism.
I didn't know why God had chose me for this ordeal, but I was somehow suited to it and knew that I would see it through to the end.
Coming out was painful, but life got so much better for me.
After I had given up to go, the thoughts of the journey were often attended with unusual sadness, at which times my heart was frequently turned to the Lord with inward breathings for his heavenly support, that I might not fail to follow him wheresoever he might lead me.
It was such a relief. I lived in fear of being found out. Now it's given me a whole new mission in life.
I went through an extremely trying ordeal, but I never forgot the world outside was a beautiful place.
I knew I was going from the flock of Christ and had no resolution to return, hence serious reflections were uneasy to me, and youthful vanities and diversions were my greatest pleasure.
It was sad leaving 'All Saints' because I was leaving a family that had nurtured me and looked after me for a couple of years, and at the same time that particular storyline wasn't a surprise to me. I knew I was going. It had been worked out very carefully over many months.
The myths have always condemned those who 'looked back.' Condemned them, whatever the paradise may have been which they were leaving. Hence this shadow over each departure from your decision.
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