![]() ![]() That got me wondering what other assumptions I had been wrong about. I saw that not all Christians worshipped the same, even though they shared similar beliefs. My biggest awakening was when my vocal coach got me to join his touring high school church choir one summer. He listened to Rush Limbaugh, until Rush got too liberal for him, and then he started listening to short wave radio whackadoos. My dad made me go to anti-abortion rallies, and church seminars about the "truth" regarding evolution, etc. Jesus Camp brainwashing survivor here, too. I now refuse to move out of my very blue state which still thankfully allows me access to that particular human right. Or even what he thought should happen if things went wrong during the pregnancy. I was too afraid to voice the question, which was why were babies seen as both a wanted blessing and a punishment. So of course anyone who chose to have sex would either be doing so to either have a baby, or they were being sinful and thus should be punished. In my mind people only had sex to have a baby, and it was only done in the confines of a stable heteronormative marriage. I remember smiling, thinking how sneaky they were being bc they were doing the 'morally right thing'. I sadly still remember around age 10 my very conservative relative talking about abortion and how even though it's legal the republican party is doing everything it can to make it illegal, by basically making it impossible to happen because they blocked every potential way to have it done. Views others held were just sort of expected for me to follow. It brought so much more perspective and clarity, and really helped to get me out of my limited scope. I'm glad my growth story resonated with so many people and hopefully all of us can keep on growing.Īgreed. If my highest rated comment was about how much of a turd old me was then so be it. You're supposed to look back and think, "Damn, current me would handle that so much better".Įdit: I think the best way to sum up my feelings is that I'm proud of how ashamed I am of younger me. Part of me is embarrassed at how I was then but another part feels like being embarrassed about who you used to be is good because it means you've grown. I was okay with immigrants as long as they walked, talked, and acted just like me. Thought I treated every race exactly like they should be treated. Which was kinda crazy because 16 year old me never thought I was racist. Also realized how much racism was ingrained in me. When the shoe was on the other foot it was a different ballgame for me. One example was how incredibly infuriated I would get when I saw anything in a language other than English. ![]() A lot of things went into it, but broadly speaking it was getting out into the world and realizing that a lot of what I was raised to believe was flat wrong. Was raised ultra religious (think Jesus Camp) and strongly held those beliefs until my early 20s. ![]()
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