where do I begin? Well, I hated it for the longest time.mainly because my dad forced it on me and my sisters from the getgo. they say that when people think that the stuff they do will make them good chrstians it makes them worse than sin itself,well,my father was a severely pompus ass in that sense. but since he's been gone, I'm able to do more things because I wanted to and not because he was breathing down my neck to make sure I did it in a matter that it made him look good. like this last week. I spent a week at a Christian camp, and I got Baptized. I did it for me and because I wanted to let go of my resentness of my prick of a father.
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