I have reached the stage in too much to ask where it's angst time and also the sugar daddy/fwb dynamic starts to die so um.... here's. a little spoiler. it's 3 am and I have to work at 8 but inspiration hit so all-nighter time (I am such a fucking woozi bias pls this is so fucking baddddd I need to sleep regularly for once pls dear god.)
this line with context is gonna hit a lot harder but u dont get that rn. vv
anyways um. this fic is coming along swimmingly. gonna start a little tag to post updates on progress cus if I dont scream abt my own writing I am useless.
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My dad was once again proselytizing to me in that way he does, going on about how, "just try praying, it can't hurt, even say you don't think He can help," this time because I had told him Tuesday that I got on a waitlist for therapy and he thinks that prayer would be more effective than therapy, and finally I had to be really blunt and tell him that not only do I not believe because I specifically asked for any Gods or Devils that existed to take my soul or whatever else it was they wanted when my platonic soulmate died so they could give her back to me healthy and happy and received no response (meaning they aren't there), but that because of that, for me, praying to a god would be like praying to Pikachu.
And he got very quiet and was like, "Oh. I thought you were different. I thought you believed—you weren't sure—"
And so then I had to explain that yeah, it's not like I know with 100% certainty, and I'm open to being proven wrong if Jesus turns up on my doorstep tomorrow, but right now I lean "no" because as I said, I did pray and there was no answer, from anyone, Good or Evil, when I was going through the worst grief of my life and would have given literally anything to have been reunited with her, I literally did not care.
And then he tried to give me the whole, "but it was answered because time healed it and you got your dog and blah blah" which 🙄 no. That's not what I was asking for and it doesn't count. The universe carrying on is not proof of anything.
But the real purpose of this post is that when he got all quiet and was like "I thought you were different" he sounded so hurt, and so I've been sitting here for hours now feeling guilty about making him sad because I have a guilt complex from my complex trauma disorder even though he really was out of line telling me to try to pray my depression away because, his words, "I've never seen a person with faith unhappy."
UGH.
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deseret book is more persistent than duolingo.
i ordered 2 books for a church research project on Black saints in the early Church and also in the Reorganization, on which the one book had a small section us and all had info from the our shared early church history, and it was an ebook too!
and i get physical mail from them once a month. i have no idea how to cancel.
herald house, the community of christ publishing house, contacts me much less, and i buy books from them all the time.
and oh their church book app reminds me to read my scriptures and the words of their prophets regularly if it's not in sleep mode.
i have to admire the effort behind it, ngl.
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Being the most confused little popsicle from the overly positive Deadpool & Wolverine trailer reactions because for me it was mostly a miss in terms of what was shown, the comedy was mainly a total miss for me, i am confused as fuck by the timeline and what is the TVA trying to accomplish, not to mention i just hate the TVA, the visuals seem cool tho, i like Deadpools new costume, i am curious about Patch, a bit confused that Wolverine, who's name is in the title, doesn't really even show up. Maybe all the multiverse bullshit left me too jaded (it's so cheap, lazy and boring way to bring fan-service and cameos, with there being only few things that got it right) and the Hype-train missed me.
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