So I was asked to go to a Thanksgiving meal this Thursday. Well when I told my parents that it was from a church group they asked why? I thought you were atheist? No I'm not I just don't believe in your god I believe in many. Like the sun god? No it's hard to explain, I'm open for bull shit.
That's how it usually goes. I can never really explain cause she wouldn't get it and she'd mix it up. Well my great grandma is Cherokee and she believed in the sun god and all that. I call myself wiccan and if I told her that she'd say it's a bunch of bull shit and make fun of it. My mum is Catholic or Christian (not much of a difference) I went to a Catholic school and debated against the religion for many years. It doesn't make sense at all.
I had to plan a funeral that's this Wednesday and the parents were total ass holes, arguing how it's not there way and other things. (Even had to show 'em my speech cause they were up tight about it). It was a pain and I'm so glad it's going to happen.
How I've been is another time. With stress I wish we could just disappear for a couple days and come back. That would be so nice. I just hate some people and how close minded they can be.
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