When I was in my late teens and into my twenties, my best friend was Christian. Our difference of opinion on the topic didn't matter one whit. We were like brothers. About a year before my son was born, he married a born-again lady who, while cordial to me, disliked me because of my lack of faith. Our friendship started withering, as she would not accept invitations to my house for barbecues etc and he wasn't going to disrespect her by going alone. Got to be we rarely saw each other until 2005, when his company moved to Las Vegas, and they went along with it.
It makes me sad, but I still love my brotha and don't harbor hard feelings. He had to decide for his wife in the issue, and I understand that. It just saddens me when I think about it.
I have only been hassled once in public for being an atheist -- that was on public transport and I couldn't get away from the asshole who was preaching at me from the seat in front.
This happens to me on occasion -- I have a visible limp from my bone disease -- and my reply is usually along the lines of, "Sure, do what you want," as I turn and walk away.
It makes me sad, but I still love my brotha and don't harbor hard feelings. He had to decide for his wife in the issue, and I understand that. It just saddens me when I think about it.
I have only been hassled once in public for being an atheist -- that was on public transport and I couldn't get away from the asshole who was preaching at me from the seat in front.
(May 18, 2015 at 12:32 pm)Jörmungandr Wrote: I don't have a lot of people in my life, so this doesn't happen to me. What does happen is strangers come up to me in public and ask if they can pray for me and shit because I'm handicapped. That bugs the shit out of me.
This happens to me on occasion -- I have a visible limp from my bone disease -- and my reply is usually along the lines of, "Sure, do what you want," as I turn and walk away.
