I feel very sorry, and sympathetic, about the situation that has occured to you, and think of stirred memories of my own when I read this. My own mother (a devout Christian) took a very long time to accept the fact that I was living with my boyfriend (at the time), and for months ignored it completely, and would not even acknowledge it. Other than that, ever since I finally decided to be brave enough to admit and tell people that I did not believe in the narrow minded belief systems and prejudices of my (former residence in a) small town/christian school/family I have had one of two reactions: either to be completely ignored or rarely acknowledged, my own life choices made out like they don’t exist, or to be heckled. Thankfully the latter does not occur often, basically because people are usually to chicken-shit to have a go at me, but when it does, its so upsetting. I’m a hardcore left-wing girl at heart (though, like you I suprise people by being quite pro-life!) and it bothers me to see people passing such judgements on others, and myself.

I mean, if they are REALLY following the bible anyway, isn’t it supposed to go “he who is without sin cast the first stone”?

I hope you can take some kind of solace in the fact that they are probably only giving you grief for a feeling of their own self importance and self righteousness, and to distract themselves form the fact that they are so miserable living life in a world of rules and regulations that are ridiculous.

Sorry, long rant, but a bit of a major thing of mine.

xx

Thanks again for commenting!

Anyway, I’m sorry that I ranted - and I’m sorry that you even had to write this post! I think you’re so lucky to have found someone that you love and want to be with - and that’s all that matters!!!!

(And I miss my old best friend too)

Also, your eyes are pretty! :)

Also, it’s not like I don’t see and still talk to this friend. We still live in the same city and occasionally hang out together. I just feel sometimes like we both feel we lost something irreplaceable and it’s hard to get it back.

Ben,
I was pretty warm, but it got really cold out there really fast!

Slitz,
I’m a sinner, you’re a sinner. That makes us friends, right?

Diana,
Unfortunately, yes. I’ve had someone tell me (type to me), “and here I thought you were Christian. [That's] such a disgrace.”

PS: Pumpkin queen, I am very much a city girl. I don’t live in a city like Toronto now, it’s much smaller, but I love being able to walk pretty much anywhere I need to go or bike. =D

Don’t listen to them, really. Who the hell cares what other people think.

Love<3
xx

I’m really sorry to hear about you and your best friend… sometimes moving on is difficult, but you’re a strong girl, and you have people who support you.

Yeah. Usually I don’t mind, but lately it’s just been almost a constant thing. I had someone message me and say, “I love your pictures, but I don’t agree with the ones of you and your boyfriend laying in your bed.”

To which I say, “Well, it’s actually our bed. We sleep in it. Together.”

And then they proceed to tell me it’s a sinful lifestyle and I shouldn’t be posting it on the internet for impressionable young kids to see. (I.E. Their children.)

Like, wtf?

people tell you over the internet? still… wow. that seems almost cowardly to me. like breaking up with someone over the internet, where they don’t have to see first hand what the comments do to the other person. ugh.

Jei just isn’t ready to pack up and hit the road, though.

i’m sorry about your best friend. i’ve done a lot of the same thing. i moved away for university and left a very good friend behind. i don’t even know him anymore and we barely talk. after i graduated university, i moved away again and left behind another wonderful group of friends. i miss them all every day. i try my best to keep in touch, but i’m finding that lately my best doesn’t amount to a whole lot. sometimes life just gets in the way. i just keep hoping that at some point life will reunite me with the people i cherish.

I can see where they’re coming from, kind of. If I believed that someone would spend an eternity in agony I would try my damnedest to stop them, too. Though I’m pretty sure I’d do it in a different way. =D

She moved while we were in middle school after her parents divorced.

This is exactly what I did. =(

About your story. I want to thank you for sharing such a personal thing with me. I think she would love to hear from you. Kids do awful things to each other (myself included), especially girls. What’s good, and you have to know this, is that you feel differently now. You understand what you’ve done (and we do too) and we regret what we did. But that makes us able to change and be better people.

I want to share something I’m ashamed of too, because you were so open with me:

When I was that age, people looked up to me. I wasn’t in the “popular” crowd, but we had our own little group. There was this girl who liked me, idolized me, and paid someone a dollar to trip me on the way in from recess. I was so infuriated I told her she could join our group if she flew. We stood around in circle around her laughing while she flapped her arms and said, “I believe.” over and over.

I saw her years and years later with her friend in the mall. She called out to me and when I turned around I thought for sure this was karma kicking me in the ass, giving me the perfect opportunity to apologize. She hugged me and said, “This was a good friend of mine from middle school.”

She didn’t even fucking remember, and it had haunted me for years. Now that is karma. That is exactly what I deserved. She’s beautiful and happy and wonderful now. And yes, I did apologize when I saw her on her own a few years after the mall encounter. (She still didn’t remember.) I said, “I’m sorry for the way I treated you back then. I was a fucked up kid, even though that’s no excuse.”

And she said, “What do you mean? You were the only person that liked me.”

And I just stood there. I felt like such an ass.