And we cry Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Jan 13, 2011 21:02

Well, hell.  I thought maybe they couldn't scare me anymore.  I thought that since I had reclaimed myself, my religion, these people couldn't frighten me anymore.  I guess not.  Dammit.  I thought I'd said goodbye to the fear, and the sudden sharp breathlessness of recognition where all I want to do is turn and run.

At least I could run tonight.  I don't think anyone even noticed how freaked out I got.  Well, of course not.  They barely saw me.  I walked out to talk to some of my friends, and there he was, and shit.  All of a sudden it was like I was a freshman again, and just waking up to the fact that I had stumbled onto a cult.  Wasn't five months of my life enough?

I'm rattled, and I don't want these people in my building, and I don't have a way to keep them away.  They are a cult, I don't doubt that, but I have no real way to prove it.  They're small, and fairly unassuming at first, and then you realize.  I realized because someone pointed it out to me, and I left before it got bad.  From what I've heard, it's only gotten worse.

Dammit.

religion, things that scare me

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