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[darkrolex]

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[accidentalatheist-blog]

The Day I Stopped Going To Youth Service...

So I’ve said before that my parents were less believers in Christ and more believers in free child care.  In my early teenage years before I could drive, my parents sent me off to a youth group that met weeknights for bible study.  This bible study rarely happened.  Youth group was more an exercise in playing kickball, hide and seek, talking to friends, checking out girls, and eating hot dogs.  That being said, although I was never huge on the religious aspect of it, I liked having friends.  I liked going to the church and feeling free enough to be myself and not getting reprimanded for anything.  Really, all I had to do was show up, have fun, be socially awkward, and go home.

Things changed completely from one day to the next.  I know it’s cliched to say there was an overnight change, but the youth group had gone from fun to fundamentalist literally from one night to the next. I got there after school a little earlier than I usually did, and nothing seemed too different at the time.  We were all outside the church doing our usual thing when the pastor’s wife rounded us up and asked us to come inside.  I put down my 8th hot dog and went inside.

Once inside, the pastor himself started preaching.  Not anything I wasn’t accustomed to, but he got more and more forceful and ended his sermon with an altar call.  A girl I had a crush on went up and got on her knees at the altar while the pastor’s wife played a hymn on the piano.  Again, nothing out of the ordinary except the pastor getting worked up.  I figured he was just mad about something.  He was usually a cool, jovial guy who was always humming (literally, like he couldn’t stop) along, snapping his fingers, grinning, full of piss and vinegar.  Caffeine was jealous of this guy.

I must’ve drifted off in a haze of childhood obesity.  I looked around the church room and everyone was bowed in prayer.  I thought, “Oh shit!” and bowed my head as well.  The pastor’s wife had been playing the same hymn, but now was locked into the same musical phrase over and over again while speaking in tongues.  I’d never experienced that before.  I wanted to say something like “God, check on her, she’s having a fit.”, but realized no one else was saying anything, so I went with it.  I kept my head bowed out of fear.  These were the only friends my awkward self had, and I was willing to consider them even if they seemed possessed.  After a few more exhortations to love God, the voice of the pastor was suddenly on top of me.

“Cory, do you take the LORD GOD ALMIGHTY INTO YOUR HEART?”  I thought, “Not while I’m getting screamed at.”, but nodded my head in agreement.  “YOU NEED TO COME TO MORE SERVICES AND READ ROMANS AND ACTS, THOSE BOOKS WILL SAVE YOU!” I nodded in affirmation again.  Why the hell was he singling me out?  I was perfectly happy just going along with the crowd, eating too many hot dogs and keeping my doubts to myself, and then they decided to take the purple-green bus to Weird, Indiana.

After the pastor calmed down a little we all opened our eyes and looked around. Everyone was either sweaty, red-faced, or tearful for no good reason.  We were all great people and having fun, then the next moment we were all horrible people destined for Hell.  It was exhausting.  My crush was still at the altar, crying hysterically until the pastor helped her back to her feet and tried to calm her down. Her knees had been bleeding.  The blood had soaked a little into her white hose and made things look worse than they likely were, but I’ll never forget that sight. She was crying like she was the worst person in the world without Jesus and I’d never seen this girl be so much as rude to anyone.  Why did she feel like she was such a bad person?  

[virtuousvillainous]

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[safk-art]

oki if people curious what the fuck im talking about yesterday night, the interview that i meant to be gone today is a fraud. meaning the company pray on youngsters with no experience and they be making the money:

“ A career path, not just a job. Work hard and you WILL be rewarded with career advancement. Pay will be based on performance and personal results.“ from the application that i applied to.

so there is no normal based salary. and i found on review that experience this shady feel:

(link1)  (link2)

that explains why it was too fast when i received the interview after 2-3 working days and it is also sad that the role was Marketing , i hear so much other bad stories how many of the companies has this available  job and is a complete scam when you research more..

-sigh-

sometimes i just dont want to live on this fucking world anymore :v

excuse me when i tag this unrelated topic

[the-gospel-according-to-steve]

I am sorry.

The longer I'm here by myself the more I realize how terrible I was. I am sorry I put you through that and I hope you can forgive me for it. I am trying to fix myself but I've started to realize it happens without me even realizing it so it's hard. But I'm trying. Thank you for being so sweet about it.