Look. I’ve not met god, I’ll give you that, but I have met men; and what I can tell you is that this worship-me-or-die trope sounds an awful lot like that store-brand violent, misogynistic abuse that dudes snort like cocaine.
I am forever grateful that my parents do not believe in all that. My mom is a little more on the spiritual side of things and like believes in a Creator and will "pray" to the women on her side who have continued their journey buuuut that's about it. I would not have survived the evangelist cult. Yikes.
I am forever grateful that my parents do not believe in all that. My mom is a little more on the spiritual side of things and like believes in a Creator and will "pray" to the women on her side who have continued their journey buuuut that's about it. I would not have survived the evangelist cult. Yikes.
VERY YIKES. I envy your upbringing.