I decided I don’t like religion (though I respect it, it’s not my thing). Since I’m not Christian, I can learn what I want. Which is how I found out witchcraft isn’t a religion, imo it’s a craft, science, and philosophy. It seems to be in everything. To me, appreciating is witchcraft. Though I’m not pagan I heard in the religion you’re taught to respect each bite or something, so I tried it. I thought of all the work that goes into all I have and how others suffered and how it benefits me. So I decided I want to take all they gave me and use it to help me help others however I can. I don’t think I’ve ever felt more connected or in love. That being said, it is to be taken seriously and if you don’t want to, there’s no obligation. If it doesn’t hurt anyone/anything, why not?

People say religion is good for your mental health, but for me, it’s not. I’m bi and trans and I can’t help but accept myself and that causes tension with my beliefs. The best advice anyone has is to go to a church where they’ll say it’s fine but if I did I’d just worry I was lying to myself and it wasn’t fine and I’m going to hell. I don’t mind living, but that I exist means something’s gonna happen after I die and I’m technically in control. But I want to live my life for me, which means loving who I love and transitioning, which is a sin. It feels so unfair I was made to exist, especially like this, and I’m supposed to live for my God either way, and I’m just going to hell if I don’t and even feeling and thinking about this is sin.

Edit: when I wrote this I was still catholic. I’m Christian but not catholic anymore because I realized Catholicism was making me bitter and hurt like this. I’m at peace with myself and my beliefs now, my perception on things or whatever might not be completely evolved, or maybe they never will be, but neither are causing my harm like in the past

To hell with curtesy (I’m not out so I can’t blame anyone, it’s just annoying that even with my jacket and my hair I don’t pass at all)

Jan 6 is paint it pink for Leelah. As in, paint your ring fingernail pink for Leelah Alcorn, a 17 yo trans girl who killed herself in 2014. She came out at 14, when she learned what transgender meant and was abused by her parents since then. She felt she had nothing to do but **** herself. In her suicide note, she wanted her death to mean something, and for trans people to one day be treated as the normal people we are. Her parents never accepted her as their daughter, not in life nor in death. She would have been 23 this year.

Everything changes and that can be really scary but it’s really just an opportunity and for however much it *****, it’ll still be worth it and everything will turnip better then it started, if you grow from it. And why not grow from it?