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  • why do good moments have to end, only to become a distant memory?
    Amber10170221
    Amber10170221
    Better memories than none at all....and when one moment ends another one can begin. 
    Vali Ulfr
    Vali Ulfr
    Because we keep all special thoughts and memories for lifetimes to come. We must share these keepsakes with others to inspire hope and build from the past, which can bridge to the future. 
     
    Keeping it together proved difficult... found out I really hate change... on the plus side I got an apology from everyone... 
    Words pierce the soul and the soul is much harder to heal. It's why people prefer to fight with words than any given weapon. 


    Can no one see I am bleeding? Yet they wonder why... 
    transcendantviewer
    transcendantviewer
    I know it's not much, but hopefully this helps a bit.
    The Mechanist
    The Mechanist
    All wounds heal in time, how they heal is dependent on you. Don't let the words bite too deep, remember they don't justify who you are, you justify who you are, you decide for yourself the kind of person you are. After all only you know yourself better than everyone else.
    Just been accused of tearing the family apart.. apparently i'm just so selfish and only interested in being right than the feelings of my own flesh and blood.... 


    Well tomorrow with the family is going to be... fun.. x_x 
    Desert Rose
    Desert Rose
    Some will find it silly and in it's own way it is... my husband and I walked away from the church that my ENTIRE family goes to because well I got tired of pretending to be something i'm not. I will never be the cookie cutter they want me to be. So I'm the horrible child who has gone astray and will make my grandparents die sad. (yes I was told that...) 


    I guess i'm selfish for pulling away from an extremely toxic environment... how foolish of me... 
    Amber10170221
    Amber10170221
    Well I do believe in God and Christianity but I don't go to my families' church because it is filled with condemning sinners. They make me feel like I am not worthy because I am not as holy as them. My opinion is people's relationships with God is their business. Their sin is between the almighty and themselves because no one can cast stones. Plus, church is just a building. True congregation lies in the hearts of the people who believe. "Where two or more are gathered in my name. I will be there."---Didn't say if people attend a building with a cross on top. 


    Let those who judge be judged.


    Real convo with my grandma...


    Grandma: They shouldn't let gays in the church. They shouldn't even walk up the sidewalk.


    Me: Hey, grandma....since you are so fucking holy...I think they need God and church a little bit more than you do.


    Grandma: You are so rebellious. You are going to hell.


    Me: Only God and myself know where I am going. You can't deny someone the right to attend church because they sin differently than you....just saying.


    She didn't speak to me for a couple of months. 
    GlytchMeister
    GlytchMeister
    Card-carrying atheist here.  Seriously, I have business cards that say "I'm atheist, shut up and leave me alone" for when some militant Catholic or an overly persistent jehova's witness bothers me.


    *fistbump* for being brave and leaving your family's church.  Dunno if you just left church or switched to a different one, either way is cool.


    I'd say if your family is like that, you honestly might be better off without.  You need to do what's best for you, and only you know what you need.  Everyone else who says you're evil or whatever for not conforming to them and their views can go down to the local pharmacy, ask for something called viagra, and use it to go fuck themselves.


    When mom and dad got divorced, I stopped having anything to do with my dad and his family.  Didn't need that toxic sludge in my life, so I dumped it.  And I feel SO much better now that I have.


    So... Props to you, and I hope things get better.
    I was cruelly reminded that my destruction does not stem from others but rather the side of me that longs for the approval of those closest to me. An approval I will never obtain unless I be exactly what they want me to be. So let me give a cheer to my own destruction because I would rather remain broken than be stitched back together by their thread and lose myself in the process. 
    must resist urge to listen to christmas music x_x
    Desert Rose
    Desert Rose
    resistance is futile.... yeah I caved...
    Sibelle Grey
    Sibelle Grey
    Dude, cave without regret. I've been giving in to the urge since September. Christmas music is just so beautiful :)
    Even though my own sharp quill may cut me deep, the dull quills of others still cut. Sometimes it's the shallow cuts that hurt the most.
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