posted on Mar, 31 2008 @ 12:31 AM
When I recently discovered that I could escape the clutches of Christian idol worship, I told my mother that it had caused me years of grief and
suffering for nothing.
I also told her that the reason she feels guilty all the time is because she cannot face her own problems and her Christianity is not working for her
like it is advertised. She is also on medications to cure her depression.
Well I told her all this, rather boldly, and now I am the one who needs help. I am told I am the one who needs the council of a psychiatrist. She
even went so far as to gossip into other family members and have them tell me that I should also go see a doctor and get on 'meds'.
I find it highly revolting.
I was once on meds and diagnosed with mental disorders because of religion, and when I finally break free of it and see it for what it is, I am told I
am out of my head.
They want me to use my insurance I work for at my job and pay a co-pay to see a shrink, to tell me I am sick, so I can then co-pay for meds to make me
not sick.
The whole process of making myself well again mentally was getting off medications and using my own brain and reasoning to leave religion behind.
Their very own bible tells them that a prophet will not be welcome amongst his own family in his own town. How true.
They worship Jesus, tell me to do the same. When I do, they say I read too much into it. When I get out of it, I am told I am a sick man that needs
help.
I can't wait until one of them asks me for solemn advice so I can tell them to ask Jesus.