When I was eleven I asked for help.
It never came.
There’s never been a question in my mind since. “Jebus doesn’t answer all calls” is an excuse and I’ve always known it. Sorry, believing in super magic sky daddies who can keep you from dying with magic pie in the sky has never done it for me. And the Babble by the Stone Age sheep herders with the first lie that says “everything in this is true” is just the icing on the cake.