text: what did jesus set you free from? also can you please share with us, what path were you taking when you asked jesus into your heart?  where do you think you would be now, if you had not headed god's calling? this is a very emotional topic for me. i have read some of ur answers and questions and that is the reason why im responding to this. it may be a little long so please bare with me. i asked jesus into my heart when i was 7 years old... i asked him into my heart cuz i was sick of watching my dad be mean to my mother... and my mother act as tho i was not supposed to be born. i was always told u will go to hell if u dont accept him. so that night i did. as i was growing up i was raised in a home where my father was a christian (or claimed to be) and a wiccan mother. i was outcasted pretty much since the day i was born because i was not born a boy. growing up i was beat, molested by my father and the pastor of my church then later in life after i had finished high school i was 14 years old and was gang raped and got pregnant. the guys that did it to me found out and beat me so bad that i was in a coma for 2 months and miscarried twins. i wanted so bad to have a child. i just wanted someone to love me without judging me. my whole life i saw my father drinking, doing drugs and cheating on my mother left n right. i always promised myself that i would be better then that. i pretty much raised myself since i was 10 years old cuz my family had no morals what so ever. i did the best that i could with very little to go on and no adult role models to look at. when i was 15 years old i was told that i had cancer. now when i was born i was born with tourettes syndrome and a hole in my heart and was not supposed to live past the age of 17 yrs old.     my mother found out that i had cancer and with her being a doctor and having such great insurance she was told that i could have a surgery to have it removed so that it wouldnt become terminal but they would have to do it right away... my mother refused to do it. i have prayed to jesus everyday since i was 12 years old that he take my life. take me away from everything especially if no one loved me anyways and all i do is screw things up.i thought this was his way of finaly letting me have my wish. i continued to do as i was told. i worked 3 jobs, home schooled my brother, and volunteered at many places like the american cancer foundation, aids awareness, retirement homes, alzheimers assoc. etc. just doing what i could to never be home and do what i could to help as many ppl as i could. i figured that the more ppl i helped and the happier i acted, the faster jesus would let me die. i made it to the age of 17 when i met my husband. i had t6o get out of the house cuz i was being beat so bad and since i was done with high school i was working 3 jobs to support my fathers drug/drinking habbit and home schooling my little brother as well. i had no choice. i married a man that i knew for 1 month. he was older, and my mother being a doctor and the kind of doctor that she is was treating me that if i didnt work and give them all the money and if i tried to ever go back to college (which i had done right after high school for a degree in psychology till they made me stop to work) that she would have me thrown into a psych. unit and she would make it so that i could never get out and so i'd never see my little brother again. so anyways i married the first thing that came around. i was married to him for 6 years. he beat me and hurt me so bad. i never had sex with him cause of my past and he atleast respected me that much not to take it from me. i suffered depression by that time so bad that i had gained so much weight. it was so bad that i couldnt walk, i couldnt get up to go in the next room, i couldnt do anything.... except eat. i finaly told my husband that we were moving within 6 months. either hes going with me or without me. i took those 6 months and i prayed so hard. "jesus either help me to fight this crap or help me to die plz"! jesus helped me walk! i started studing property management. i finished with flying colors so that when we moved i could get a job being the property m