Sunday, March 1, 2015


It's back in the 70s today so this is going to be short.

They're all short, Rudy.

I was unpacking the last of my boxes. Somehow I inherited all of my Uncle Charlie's military records, medical records and personal journals. In his journals I found literature from that fucking conversion therapy place. His faith and sexuality were constantly at odds within him. It made me angry.

That's a story for another day. I just know that there were times it nearly broke his spirit. His spirit was the best thing about him.

Your god should never make you feel like less. Especially if you are told that you were made in his image. And if you find yourself feeling like less when staring in the face of your faith, your god, then maybe you should consider that your god isn't worthy of your praise.

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