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i hate religion. all they do i pressurize you. I go because im not one because i get pushed by my mom, i go to the Jehovahs Witness kingdom hall thing. It sucks. My mom has made me go ever since i wa like a baby. HER whole life revol;ves around it. I dont know why mine should. I mean you shouldnt go there against your own will. Duh i mean if my mom wanted me tio be haoppy she would like tell me you can decide to go or not. I made this one goal that i said that i would like tel my mom by December teh 1st. I ended up telling my dad.
What you have to know is that my dad was a Jehovah Witness as in he went because he was pushed to go to when he was younger, but when his mom died he decided that he just didnt want to go. What you also have to know is that my mom, sister, ten month old baby and i go to the church on tuesdays at night. On saturdays in the morning, when ever oen is sleeping warmly in their beds im somewhere were i feel like a hypocrite. We also go on Sundays in the after noon, when everyone else is like partying or out with their familys, im in a ****ing room with bitches who i despise. I wish sometimes that i could just like die, so that i didnt have to go throiugh all this pressure.
On top of that i also have a study as in bibble study with some old ladies who my mom Has to feed, becuase she feels obligated, and i have to sit through lectures, and ebing pressured to do shit that i dont fucking want to do. yeah . So like yeah. My mom is currently breast feeding my brother, so my dad and i had that religion talk about me not wanting to go anymroe and me being tired of it and he told me that he was to talk to my mom. Until recently i talkwed to him again and he told me that he would tell my mom later on like when my brother was like one, which is in about 2 months. But according to my dad he wont break it to my mom until she stops breastfeeeding my brother, because like he might get sick becuase of her sadness transitting into the milk and stuff. So im done. i think that i might just like tryb to kill myself, literallly. Because i just cant stand it anymroe, being with people you wish could die, just because they are judgemental, mean and bitches.
On top of that i cant do anything about tghe holidays. I had it all planned out, because i would go to celebrate christmas for the first time, but now its all fucked up. there are a million of things that we cant do.
***i am like so pissed and will writemore further on during the week k?
Last edited by typsee : 14-12-2007 at 03:18 AM.
Reason: edited the first sentence of your post as it could be offensive to other people who have religious beliefs.
I'm so sorry you feel this way about your religion! It should never feel like that. Your faith should be a guiding light, something warm and hopeful to have. I know exactly how you feel. (Here's the long rambling story part. You can totally skip this if yu want.) I was an athiest for majority of my life, as in about 7 of my 15 years. I never had thought about the fact that I didn't believe it until I was about twelve. Seeing the hypocrisy in my own religion (Catholisicm, which I cannot spell to save my life) turned me away from it. Unfortuanatly, I was still forced to go to church. Faith in my life had always been pushy and intrusive. In fact, I had a boyfriend who pressured me constantly about it, trying to convert me. And the more they pushed, the more I resisted. About ten months ago I met my Brian. I liked him for awhile, but when that faded, we became close friends. I saw in him what I had never known religion to be. Gentle and comforting. He new I was an athiest and never pushed the issue. He never tried to convert me or force me to it. But in his actions, there was a tenderness. He helped out a lot at his church. Went every sunday. Had friends there, was in the youth group. He was filled with sincerity. Maybe it was because he was so pure. So good and kind and honest. He gave me faith. He was so giving, and so full of love. And he saved me. My faith gave me a candle to light my way. He took my hand and guided me, so very gently, from the dark. I believe he must be some sort of angel. (end long boring story)
I hope you can find your faith, in whatever god you should choose. If you don't mind, may I send some prayers for your recovery?
Stay strong, sweetie. Good vibes your way.<3
Every day of our lives, want to find you there, want to hold on tight. <3
Those who like, find excuses. Those who love, find a way.
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Live up to your own potential instead of imitating someone elses.
thanks seriously atleast someone understands me. : ]
i think that everyone should chose their own path and NEVER be pressured. And i think that Brian is perfect for you. : ]
Would u still love me if u knew about my marks?...
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NOOOOOO don't kill yourself..idk what i would do without you..you are one of my closest friends..I'll get better and you know you can call me or PM me anytime(even if i will be in vegas for x-mas) dont do anything rash!!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ love you like a sister~~~~~~~~~~
Lie to me and tell me you still love me
I can't promise to believe you but I'll let you leave and I'll smile a pretty smile even if I'm black and blue
ummmm.....i mean ive thought about suicide alot before in my life. i basically think about it everyday. its just the world thats wrong. and my parents and all.
yeah . So like yeah. My mom is currently breast feeding my brother, so my dad and i had that religion talk about me not wanting to go anymroe and me being tired of it and he told me that he was to talk to my mom. Until recently i talkwed to him again and he told me that he would tell my mom later on like when my brother was like one, which is in about 2 months. But according to my dad he wont break it to my mom until she stops breastfeeeding my brother, because like he might get sick becuase of her sadness transitting into the milk and stuff. So im done. i think that i might just like tryb to kill myself, literallly. Because i just cant stand it anymroe, being with people you wish could die, just because they are judgemental, mean and bitches.
