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While I'm straight and all, I do know a bit of the acceptance deal. It's got to be hard to tell your parents something as life-altering as your choice in love. It's hard to tell parents anything like that without them freaking.

I was raised a strict Catholic and then Christian, both my parents very religious and devout. And while I have little against them, I didn't feel that way so I found a religion I believe in more--Buddhism. I've been Buddhist since the sixth grade and only told my parents a year or so ago. My Dad laughed at me and made me cry while my mom went on some hellbent spree to drag me to Church and have me "repent".

Mom's gotten over it, but talking Religion is tender. I even got on her nerves once with something I said and she told me, "well you're going to Hell anyway, so what does it matter?"

But that's all really beside the point. *waves hand dismissively*

We all have an Erik moment, I think. I'm on meds for my temper and depression (you wouldn't believe how hysterical I was during the first month of being away from home thanks to Hurr. Katrina) so I don't go psycho, throw on a mask and my blue bathrobe and stalk the house, booming on the piano in my room.

All I can really say is look at the glass as half full and know you have phriends who are here for you. :3

For a strict Catholic, your mom sure doesn't know her theology O.o The Catholic Church doesn't say you must be a Catholic to go to heaven. There are three requirements, and not one of them says "you must be Catholic/baptized/whatever"

Oh, I forgot to mention we switched to Baptist. XD But most of my childhood was Catholic. My parents split up and that's when my Mom turned Baptist.

And since Fallen brought up the being different thing, I'm going to add something.

Erik was born different. He was cursed to be brought into the world in a time where the misshapen and imperfect of form were "touched by Satan" and claimed demon-spawn, forced to the life of untouchables simply because they were not pretty or "normal."

And such in that being said, there are those (myself included) who have the misfortune to be larger in weight than what is considered normal or even attractive. Made fun of because we are big. Ridiculed and labeled simply because we are round.

While unlike Erik we can still walk among society, it is still not a pleasant feeling to have a child ask "are you pregnant?" and exclaim in public that you are "fat". Your own peers prod at you verbally, in front of you and behind your back as I'm sure Erik had done to him. The obese are as big an abnormality now as the disfigured and ugly were then.

Now if there weren't for the kind hearts in life, many of those who are victim to it (even if they get help someway and are relieved of it later in life) would succumb to loneliness and the morbid mindset Erik became consumed by. And perhaps you'd have fat people lurking underground in your churches, I don't know.

But in a way, those who stand out from the "normal"--the gay, the heavy-weight, the short, the diseased (both mental and physical)--all, this is cheesy, have a bit of Erik within them. A little voice that commands the world to make amends with them or be harmed in rage.

Oh most definately. But might I add society is surely going to bring us all to lurk in the catacombs on this world if they continue on with their nonsense advertising. Sex sells and the beautiful sell it well. The average and unattractive get put down by it.

But then again, we all live with buttholes. XD So what am I raving about?

Man. I must've eaten Wisdom-Os to have so many people bow to me. O_o

Well, this is bad. I don't know what religion I am! My mom told me once, but I totally forget! I've never really had a prefrence, so I don't know what to choose! (I would probably choose Erikism, but it's not real.)