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Cake day: July 8th, 2024

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  • Am in contact with Mom, but not depedant. Dad is only my “mechanic”. Only “dependant” for car things. Know nothing about cars. (My joke is taken off youtbe but; Guy A:“how big is the engine?” Guy B:“About this big” holding up his hands ~1m apart)

    Yeah. If he wanted a birthday text once a year, he ahould have not punched his way to “victory”.


    I do look back on the night thst he showed his true colours. I could have called the police about a disturbance, but i didnt. (Religious brainwashing about dad is right, no matter what)

    But i didnt.

    This June is 1 year of the Straw that broke the Camels back. Wonder how life would be if i made that phone call…

















  • Born in South Africa. Grand Father was a Pastor. He put sandwiches on top of the rubbish bins so homeless wouldnt have to search bins for food. (Went back there as an adult. So many things to say there)

    Early teens in UAE. Had Muslim neighbours. Nicest family Ive met. Didnt push thier beliefs on anyone.

    Australia. Mid teens to adult+. Got diss-illusioned with the church. Pastor made jokes about rhe old building. Had a notebook to take notes on what he said each week. Realised he duplicated some sermons.

    I am fully open to believe it was my late teens - ealry adulthood that opened my eyes to the real world, or irs the churches fault for not sheltering me enough to convinee me that christianty is the way forward.

    I already said the pastor had neighbours sleeping in the yard, but at the same time, they were trying to convice us teens to go overseas ro recruit new christians there. If you can afford plane tickets over seas, you can afford a blanket and some hot food for people in your home town.

    Again, theres over 7 billion people on this planet. Maybe im just unlucky, got the short straw, and saw the worst of christianity, but im probably not going back.


    Edit/Update Theres nothing wrong with believing in something. There is something wrong with forcing others to believe in what you believe.

    My mom is a devout christian, but was forced to divorce my abusive dad. Am I going to tell her she is wrong? No, jesus is what is keeping her sane. My dad believes that he is the man of the house, but now he thinks the can punch his way to victory. Forcing others to believe what he believes is a no-no.

    My aunt in South Africa is living in 1/4 of a house. (Bought for cheep ro renovate with husband. Husband died. Now she is 50+y/o, living in a bedroom, baththoom, and kitchen, while the living room, dining room, and 3 bedrooms are pretty much non-exsistent, with only her faith to keep her going? Im not going to tell her that she made a mistake.

    Faith/belief can make ordinary humans do incredible things.

    But forcing it onto others is where I get uncomfortable.