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Originally Posted by CoDudette
society, especially ours, expects you to follow certain norms, and if you don't, it makes you a "bad" person. i don't believe in any of it, and i find it almost hypocritical that the people who make you feel so bad about yourself, and the way you live your life, are the people who have probably done worse in their lives.
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I think hypocrites gravitate to Christianity like "leg humpers" to your profile pic, CoDudette.
I can't speak for anyone but myself, but I don't want other people to make the same mistakes I've made, or have the same regrets, or have to be hit in the head with one of life's bricks in order for a valuable piece of information to start to sink in. I've been through hard times. I've fought with divorce, and depression, and chronic illness. I've held the lifeless body of my infant daughter in my arms. I've served my country, and my church, and my community, in less than ideal circumstances. I've dealt with
being a stepmom, and with my son
having a stepmom, and all the politics that go with blended families on all sides. I've watched good friends fight with cancer, and cared for ailing grandparents at the end of their lives. I'm not a spring chicken anymore, and I've learned a thing or two -- the hard way -- along the way. I would never choose for someone else to suffer the way I have in order to learn a life lesson. And I realize some people won't learn any other way, but it
kills me to watch it.
To me, sexual promiscuity eventually equals suffering. I can't bear to watch people suffer. It's like I'm watching a car crash, unable to look away.
I'm attending a funeral tomorrow for an 84-year-old man whose lifetime of emotional ineptitude and self-centered decision making has ripped his family apart: infidelity, lies, greed, the whole nine yards. I'd like to think he found peace for himself before he died, but I'm not sure that's the case. His family has none, and will be picking up the pieces he left behind him for years to come. I suppose I'm in a sorry state of mind because of this, so if this post is rambly, please excuse it.
Basically what I'm trying to say is I want you all to be happy.
Really happy, not just the sauce-induced kind of happy. And if I sound like a mom... well, I am one.