When I was a little child playing with hot wheels and talking rocks, I learned that preachers can get away with anything, because the god is merciful, he forgives, and if you say anything, nobody will believe you. I didn't think of trying my chances. I just believed that. When I was a grown adult with issues and toxic patterns always deverting my life from where it could be better, I learned he died a slow and painful death by an unforgiving disease. I stood there waiting for the glee to kick in. I waited for that feeling of ah hah! Take that you piece of shit! But instead I thought of his daughter. I wondered if she was ok. His wife turned to prayer? To prayer? To the god that didn't step in to stop the sexual assault, because free fucking will and stuff? To that same god who cared more about his free will than her safety and future? Than her future relationship fails, her sleepless nights, her bad habits, her lack of self esteem, her distrust, her mind fucking guilt trips and sabotage that can stand in the way of normal? Damn right Christians are full of shit. I know many mean well. I get it. I make myself remember I was a Christian years ago. I get it, but... fuck.
Worst part? That kid may grow up still having faith, because brainwashing. The kid will pray, too, and when the god doesn't answer, she might think it's her fault.
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Worst part? That kid may grow up still having faith, because brainwashing. The kid will pray, too, and when the god doesn't answer, she might think it's her fault.
Note: if drich comments in this thread...
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