“Marriage is between one man and one woman.”
My dad was talking about that today and I just sat and listened and disassociated my way through his speech. He doesn’t like the church I go to, he doesn’t like that some women are pastors (at my college church), and he doesn’t like gay people.
I’m not gay, but I am trans, and I know when he made his speech he was talking about “those people,” but unfortunately I am “those people.”
My home church (which is not my college church, and I’m staying at home until I can go back to college in the fall) has also felt increasingly unsafe and there was recently a sermon on God’s wrath.
And recently when I took my mom to see Leviticus (it’s a religious horror movie starring two gay boys) she just mocked it after, and I genuinely thought she better than that.
My brother has only gotten more and more MAGA and his views make me sick but I can’t talk him out of any of them, and I’ve sincerely tried. He calls me a “woke leftist” for having basic empathy for individuals. That’s a stupid thing to be annoyed over, I know, but I just wish he was a better person. I wish my entire family was.
I’m just tired and crying and I don’t want to deal with this anymore. Sometimes I feel like I’m healing and then things like this happen and I just get sad and hurt and angry all over again. My anxiety about going to (my home) church has started to come back again since that sermon.
Prayers? Advice? Anything? I don’t want to be alone.