so I have had a massive crush on this one girl in my ballet class for like 7 years now (don’t judge me, I know it’s a long crush 😭), but something has always felt…wrong. Not my crush, nothings wrong with her, just the idea of being gay in ballet is just…idk…weird af to me. Can anyone explain why? I’m curious and kinda confused
I F15 go to a Catholic high school (for those who have not seen me before), and I’m out as an atheist and that’s been going…mostly fine. In my other classes, no one really cares about it (phew), however this one kid in theology (of course it’s fucking theology) always tries to one-up me by giving stories about supposed atheists that became Christians after “seeing God” whenever I try to get a more grounded answer to the teacher’s question.
its honestly annoying af and (probably unintentionally) paints atheists as idiots that are disconnected to the Earth.
help lol this kid is EXHAUSTING 😭
yes, I do plan on doing more
he’s not technically finished, I still need to add shading and his pupils lol
but what do yall think? :D
I’m just about to wrap up freshman year and heres what I already do to survive:
-when everyone is praying, I do not (respectfully)
-I treat theology like any other foreign mythology
-I sleep (or try to) at mass
im not trying to offend anyone, but what else can I do?
I’m new here btw, sorry if I don’t know everything here
I think of myself as an atheist, but I really believe in the seven tents of Satanism. I guess you could say I’m looking for labels, but idk what I should call myself. Any and all advice is appreciate.
thx :)
Ever since I stepped away from Catholicism, I feel like I’m more of my true self. I hated feeling like I was doing something wrong by not thanking god for the food I ate, or constantly praying to god to take away my homosexuality, among others. This caused me feel like I was a bad person, a failure, and that I’d surely go to hell, making my already existing depression x10 worse, making me try to end my life. After talking to my therapist about it and her saying there’s nothing wrong with who I am and that I’m human, I felt better. Slowly, I started to distance myself from the Catholic Church and I’m happy to say I’m doing better (I still have depression and anxiety, but at least it’s better than before).
And to anyone who got offended by my story, just know that it’s MY story and exactly your job to criticize or preach to me.
i felt like I needed to get my story out there, it felt too awful to keep it all in my head.
thx for taking time to read this :)