ok so uhh a woman called on our house phone looking for my mom and I said she went to work etc.

then she asked me about relatives dying and asked me where do people get comfort

I rolled my eyes and said "family"

yada yada she then asked me if she can read me an excerpt from

the bible

out of kindness I said sure
(I briefly listened because I HAVEN'T SLEPT YET)(also acted that the signal was choppy)

She then asked "Otherside from family where do we go to when we mourn"

rolling my eyes "God"

she then proceeds to agree and explain

after a while (me still not hanging up cuz I don't wanna be rude)

she asked if I read the Bible

I said "a long time ago"

she then asked "why did you stop"

I said rolling my eyes "I finished it"

She was surprised and impressed but in truth I read it like any other book I would have read because that what the bible was a compilation of stories

however she assumed I memorized it word for word (who does that LOL)

as I thought the call was going to end she then asked if she could call again and discuss about the bible "religiously" and asked what time

me confused just said "i don't know I'm kind of busy" (Busy with my PS3)

then she said maybe next time by chance

She sounded sweet and caring but everything felt so icky and agonizing for me

let's just say it reminded me of days when I was religious

I hated it, I hated myself because of it, and that phone call just reminded me of how shit it was

I know the woman had good intentions but I just couldn't bare with it

let's just say my experience when I was religious is that it's suffocating and I'm in a box

and going out that box made me feel better because the world is bigger now and I understand things more

to some Religion is how they find their truth

but for me the answers lie somewhere else and It just felt that it was just holding me back

idek why I made this thread but hey it's fucking here