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Last night I was having an, "I don't give a fuck!" night. Drinking jager and vodka with a couple of my closest friends. Trying to justify the fact that I'm caught in the middle of a situation I would have always sworn would be the last place you'd find me. We started talking about God a little bit, my rage towards Him rose up within me.
One of my friends has an exremely similar background to me. Raised conservative chirstian, homeschooled, asshole father who screwed things up and left her mom single. Just really similar. She's now a pretty liberal-but definitely believing-Messianic Jew.
The other was raised with one believing grandparent. Nothing ever forced upon her, not much influence of God at all really. I love this girl, I am planning on living with her at the end of my lease.
I think in my mind living with her I was looking forward to getting away from God as much as possible. But last night I asked her what she believed about Him...
What she said almost made me cry.
She said, "I definitely believe there is a God. I'm not quite sure about religion or whatever. But I think that a lot of people blame God, and it's not fair. We all really bring a lot of shit on ourselves and then look for someone else to blame, so we blame Him."
That's me. She, unknowingly, was talking about me.
Now I'm like, well damn, maybe I'm not moving in with her to get away from God after all...
One of my friends has an exremely similar background to me. Raised conservative chirstian, homeschooled, asshole father who screwed things up and left her mom single. Just really similar. She's now a pretty liberal-but definitely believing-Messianic Jew.
The other was raised with one believing grandparent. Nothing ever forced upon her, not much influence of God at all really. I love this girl, I am planning on living with her at the end of my lease.
I think in my mind living with her I was looking forward to getting away from God as much as possible. But last night I asked her what she believed about Him...
What she said almost made me cry.
She said, "I definitely believe there is a God. I'm not quite sure about religion or whatever. But I think that a lot of people blame God, and it's not fair. We all really bring a lot of shit on ourselves and then look for someone else to blame, so we blame Him."
That's me. She, unknowingly, was talking about me.
Now I'm like, well damn, maybe I'm not moving in with her to get away from God after all...