the church of nice vs evil
No, you’re not alone, but God doesn’t want you to die, either. While it would be presumptuous for me to claim to know what God wants for your life, the fact that you wrote that in 2011 and are still alive today tells me that you are alive for a reason. There are no accidents, Tor. Whom God would destroy, no man can save; whom God would save, no man can destroy. Therefore, your existence — even as a self-declared “queer apostate” — must serve some purpose in the divine plan, if only to wake up those Christians who think the Gospel of Niceness is sufficient to help someone who is “fucked up to a level I don’t even talk about.”
The blog usually is an expose on what is being pushed by the radical feminists (so you don't have to surf the net to read them).
A lot of feminists have their own stories, yet I am old enough to remember Freud, who recognized that a lot of the trauma "remembered" by his female hysterics/neurotics was not true.
He called it "projection", we now call it "false memory syndrome".
But as a doc, alas, it is not all true.
as the only woman doc in town I saw a lot of these girls for exams to see if we could find evidence for pressing charges, and often saw women who admitted such things happened to them as children.
Catholics used to be good at such things (confessions anyone?) but now too often they hold the church of nice....so often I was in limbo trying to find a church to advise my abuse and druggie patients to attend...
And quick: When is the last time you heard a sermon on how sex outside of marriage hurts people, or how using drugs to get high is a sin?
I remember when we had a visiting priest give such a sermon, and my son remarked "he sounds like Brother Fetterman" (the principal at his Christian high school) Even though he was in Catholic school he was not aware that fornication was wrong... in Catholic school catechism, it was all social justice, not about personal sin and personal responsibility.
or about the need to forgive both yourself and the one who abused you.
Although that last one I am leery of: My granddaughter defriended me when I told her to watch it when she and her daughter visited her mother's father (who had sexually abused her own mom at age 14). I was being "mean".
Well, maybe, but the last I heard about him was when her mom was pregnant with her, and the pervert's girlfriend (who had five foster kids, including two young teenaged girls) called her to ask if rumors of his being jailed for sexual abuse was true.
Forgive, yes. being stupid to evil, no.