You don't know me.

Been feeling beaten down of late. Actually feeling rather alone. 

I've tried to always do what I think my Heavenly Father expects of me.  I have sought out the help of so called family only to be rejected and scorned.  It would seem as though I'm not worthy of compassion of any sort.  I've been labeled as things that I am not.  At first, it makes me angry and then, when the anger has subsided I am left with the thought, "You don't know me." 

If you really knew me, you wouldn't treat me so poorly.  I AM a good person. All I have ever done is try to help other people.  I have heard the things people have said about me when they've thought I didn't hear them.  You just don't know me.