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So, I went on facebook for the twelth-fucking thousandth time today, and a priest-in-training added me to his friends list. How novel.
This isn't a completely random occurence. I know him a little. Aaron Knox, a seminarian or whatever you call them, is the eldest son of one of the families in my old parish back at home. This causes me some anxiety. Why, you may ask. Well, let's discect this, shall we?
I can just imagine it, that he will send the link to my old parish feeling the need to do something for the greater good of the world or some bullshit like that. My old priest would stand at the front at the end of church, put a transperancy of my profile on the projector that they use for hymn lyrics and say, "Oh, by the way, I'd like everyone to say a prayer for the soul Michael Lyons, son of Wade and Monica Lyons, who is a eyeliner-wearing hedonist fag." This would be a lovely revelation for my parents and brothers sitting there in church, and probably my grandparents too. Anyways, everyone would say a prayer and it wouldn't be answered, and I'd get a very long e-mail, or possibly a message on my phone while I'm out frequenting a gay bar or getting my nails done or something.
I guess this wouldn't really be too bad, it would mean my parents would finally find out the truth without me having to even initiate anything, and they'd either accept me and I'd be able to be myself around them, or they'd disown me and I'd never have to go back to New Brunswick ever again. I win either way (?) .
And if worse comes to worse I can return to my parish and enter screaming how the Knox's middle son is gay, because he is, and if I really wanted to put the cherry on the top I could say that Aaron tried to molest me via facebook or something. I hear that's happening a lot with Priests these days. I assume that's what they learn about in the seminary.
All boys. Celibacy. C'mon, what do you expect?
Is it sad how all this occured to me before thinking that he could just be being friendly? This is a trait I get from my mother, a paranoia that the world is out to get me.
Seeing as the seminarian in question has nothing on his wall I really wanted to be like "HEY AARON! I STOLE YOUR WALL VIRGINITY LOL!" but this struck me as a bad idea for reasons to numerous to go into.