My God, My God, Why have you forsaken me?

Today being Friday I said the Sorrowful Mysteries. In my daily rosary, I have tried to be much better about meditating on the particular mystery, instead of rattling off the prayers without much thought, or only thinking about what I hoped to get out of the prayers.

All through the rosary, though, I kept thinking about the first mystery, the Agony in the Garden. For the first time, I feel like I KNOW what Christ was going through. Now I know that my suffering and problems are nothing compared with His, but everybody has a different tolerance for pain. I think I've reached my max. Our Lord being alone, begging God for comfort, being tempted by Satan and the world be dark and hostile. The next day from the cross, He said to His Father, "My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?" If the Savior who knows all still had those feelings, then I feel a little better having them myself. I KNOW that God hasn't abandoned me, but I FEEL like He has. I cry for hours every day and find no relief from the pain. I pray and I pray and I pray, and I feel like God has stopped listening.

My God,
I willingly admit my weaknesses. I am frail. I need signs. I need to know You're still with me in my grief. I beg you to give me some comfort. Please offer me some sign that You're still here, rooting for us to get through this. My devotion and love for You is not dependent on how you answer my prayers. You have done so much for me. But I desperately need Your intervention, if You can find a way to give it, even though I am not deserving. I love you so much. Why does love have to hurt?