Hi everybody. I've been reading posts here for about a week and it's been so comforting to find like-minded people. Almost everyone in my life is Christian. My family is very very very religious.
I started having questions about a year ago. I didn't understand who got to make the rules and why they were chosen. Why was it more important to be straight than it was to be kind? Why was is more important to be married for sex to happen, instead of a loving, respectful relationship. And so many other why's.
Anyway today is my first post because my father told me that only God can helo me with my mental illness and no other treatment will work. He states so boldly about something he knows vokol about. (vokol is South African for jackshit). I am so angry. I am so tired. I can't believe how they refuse to see that my medication and therapy are what is working and not skipping meals and praying to a God who really isn't about answering sometimes. I am exhausted and somehow I still can't give up the hope that one day my mental illness will be seen as legitimate enough to be treated, the same way his hypertension is.
Thank you so much to the creator of this site. This is so helpful. Christianity left me disillusioned, but I finally have power again. I am the God of my life.