Have you lost your faith in humanity?
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I'm touched, really. It must've been soul-crushing for you. Damn, i feel stupid for replying to a post that big with this but you have my sympathy. I guess in the end you just have to dust off and move on.Lord Thodin said:Hah alright as per request here goes nothing. Also note, that Im going to skip to the part where me and this friend have become very close.Julianking93 said:Please elaborate, this sounds like a fun storyLord Thodin said:
I hate how religion twists people.
Well I was spending the night at his house one night, He lives about 4 towns away so its either that or never hang, anyway the day I arrive is late Friday. I had not seen this person since I had moved away 2 years previously. I was elated to get to stay up late drinkin soda, eating snacks, and playing video games. Well this was exactly what happened until around 10 o'clock PM on saturday. He suggested to me that we should go to bed early. This was strange as this friend of mine is an insomniac all the same as me. I simply asked why and he replied that we have things to do in the morning. I wasn't to psyched about the idea, but hey his house, his rules.
Next morning breaks. I am abruptly awoken at around 8:30 in the morning. This was odd. We never had a designated time to wake up before. I got up, still groggy eyed to see his whole family awake with a bustle of activity. They were all getting dressed up, showering and the girls were doing their hair. I was still in the clothes i fell asleep in. My friend told to me shower quickly and get ready to leave. I was willing but as he rushed me into the bathroom i said "Calm down, god damn....." He was very quick to reprimand me as if i had just struck him. This was odd as well seeing as how he never cared what i said to him normally. Well I showered and put on my clothes. It was some black T-shirt with some skulls on it or something. A black pullover hoodie and some blue jeans.
When i exited his room to get some breakfast, like the rest of his family they all gazed at me as if I were Hitler in the flesh. I kinda shrugged it off, but all the stares were staring to get at me. I sat down to receive my helping of pancakes. After his Mother was seated i reached for a fork and my hand was quickly slapped away by my friend. I stared at him with a strange smirk on my lips. He could not have been more serious. So i withdrew my hand and sat there. He quickly took my hand in his, as did his father to the left of me. I was starting to freak out when they all bent over the table and started "praying" about how god gave them this gift. A few times I even chuckled being the staunch Atheist I am. My friend was quick to shoot me some harsh glares, once even punching me in the arm.
At this point I am very mad, and confused. Well to save time Ill just say without me knowing we were heading off to church. Once there I saw why they had all stared at me during breakfast. Apparently black is NOT what to wear to church on sundays. Well I proceeded in along with him and his family not wanting to cause a fuss. Once inside, everyone was settled and the sermon began. The entire area reeked of old people. Well the guy did his whole "god is great thing" and midway through he started talking about how "You need to improve your walk with Jesus." Well this was nothing short of ludicrous to me, so i out right laughed. It was loud, and echoed through out the large church. I caught harsh, stern, and down right pissed off glares from everyone except the Pastor-man himself. He looked as if there was no possible reason to laugh at that. My friend grabbed my arm, and led me out to the lobby. Its a good time to mention that back when we saw each other every day we usually joked about the idiocy of church and religion period. Well once in the Lobby he whisper yelled "What the hell is wrong with you?!" I was awestruck. He had become what he used to hate. He had become a religious zealot. I was quick to respond with "Wrong with me?! Your the one dressed to wake up every morning to be lectured by a dude talking about some dead jewish guy." He snorted through his nose, and i could tell he almost was ready to strike me. Well I spent the rest of the morning in the lobby and waited for them to take us back home. Once there I sat in his room.
He came back in about 20 minutes later and informed me that he had called my parents and they were on the way to take me home. He asked me not to come back over until i respected god as he did. That if i couldnt do that, then i shouldnt bother coming back at all. I was crushed, and its been that way ever since. I lost my best friend because i wouldnt love a god.
How z'at?
It's funny, cause I ran into someone who I used to go to school with and the first words out of her mouth were, "I thought you were dead." I just laughed and said no, the Devil was afraid that I would take over. She turned white and made an excuse about having to go somewhere. You would think after all I went through that I would be a horrible person, but no, I'm just someone who is too loud and has too dirty a mind. I could make a bowl of cereal seem dirty...I'm just that good. And don't worry about my mom disowning me, I found a mom in my best friend's mom...she is the only woman who ever let me use a knife.Julianking93 said:Well I'm glad everything is sorted out. Sorry you had such a rough time in school and sorry to hear about your dad.NekoiHiokans said:Well, I come from a small town in the middle of nowhere...and you would think I would fit in, well...I didn't. I hated Barbi, played way too many video games, and got into fights everyday. People in my town thought I was the devil and told their kids to stay away from the crazy Volkoff kid. When my dad died, I became depressed and had a even shorter fuse on my temper, I hit someone for looking at me funny and almost broke their jaw, I was in the 6th grade. My mom thought I needed help and put in a psych ward and I was put on anti-depressants, at 11 fucking years old! Maybe 3 months after my dad's death, we moved from our small town to a city 3 counties away and I was promptly released from the psych ward. My mother only made things worse by enrolling in privet school, which I loathed because it was a christian school and I'm atheist. Only good thing that happened there was that I met my best friend, but people still hated me, cause I act differently. It was maybe a year after we moved to the city, we moved to a smaller suburb and I returned to public school where I met one of my other best friends. I started high school and from there things got better.Julianking93 said:Neither was I. I was hated for so long. I love homeschool though. It lets me interact with people with the same interests as me.NekoiHiokans said:You are one lucky SOB...if a gunfight ever broke out at my school, I would probably be the first to go...people hate me that much...but, hey, I'm used to it...I was never well liked anywhere I went.Julianking93 said:Oh, of course though, I retaliated. I beat the shit out of a few kids there when I was just fed up with it. Through tears I smashed a guy trying to come at me with a knife into the lockers and then his forehead met my knee.NekoiHiokans said:Merci for the friend request, and don't feel like you quit for nothing, this is really nothing compared to what I've dealt with in my life...I don't hold anyone to what they choose to do, I would've quit if I gotten beaten up, but I might've gotten kicked out first.Julianking93 said:Wow that really sucks. Makes me feel like I quit over nothing. I'm glad that you guys at least smoothed things over but that is really bad. I'm not surprised you lost faith in humanity. You know what might help though?NekoiHiokans said:
A friend request
I was lucky though. The day I left for homeschool, was the day 4 people were shot at my old school.
I wonder why you were hated though. You seem nice enough to me.
I am now a senior and am engaged to a wonderful man, who for all the trouble I'm worth, he has stuck by me. I also have the craziest group of friends in the world...and I managed to reconnect with my cousin who goes to school with me. Only real blip in my life is my mother, who hates me cause I remind her of my father...the man she was going to divorce, but died before she could get the chance. But once you get to know me, I really am a good person, I just had a bad childhood experience.
I don't know what I'd do if my dad died. I'd either go into a state of total depression that would most likely end up in suicide or I'd turn aggressive and most likely kill someone else.
And sorry to hear your mother disowned you. Jesus christ after all you've been through, you are soul proof that good still exists in humanity. That even in the worst circumstances, you maintained your sanity and lived to be a wonderful human being.
Yup, let me dig past all the oreo's first.IdealistCommi said:
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No matter what you think, It does mean something. I really, really appreciate that you said that. Thank you.Jaranja said:
That does suck about your friend, me and my friend's keep religion out of our friendship because we don't want to ruin it...but seriously, that sucks...I would go crazy without my best friend.Lord Thodin said:
Z'at vas good!!Lord Thodin said:Hah alright as per request here goes nothing. Also note, that Im going to skip to the part where me and this friend have become very close.Julianking93 said:Please elaborate, this sounds like a fun storyLord Thodin said:
I hate how religion twists people.
Well I was spending the night at his house one night, He lives about 4 towns away so its either that or never hang, anyway the day I arrive is late Friday. I had not seen this person since I had moved away 2 years previously. I was elated to get to stay up late drinkin soda, eating snacks, and playing video games. Well this was exactly what happened until around 10 o'clock PM on saturday. He suggested to me that we should go to bed early. This was strange as this friend of mine is an insomniac all the same as me. I simply asked why and he replied that we have things to do in the morning. I wasn't to psyched about the idea, but hey his house, his rules.
Next morning breaks. I am abruptly awoken at around 8:30 in the morning. This was odd. We never had a designated time to wake up before. I got up, still groggy eyed to see his whole family awake with a bustle of activity. They were all getting dressed up, showering and the girls were doing their hair. I was still in the clothes i fell asleep in. My friend told to me shower quickly and get ready to leave. I was willing but as he rushed me into the bathroom i said "Calm down, god damn....." He was very quick to reprimand me as if i had just struck him. This was odd as well seeing as how he never cared what i said to him normally. Well I showered and put on my clothes. It was some black T-shirt with some skulls on it or something. A black pullover hoodie and some blue jeans.
When i exited his room to get some breakfast, like the rest of his family they all gazed at me as if I were Hitler in the flesh. I kinda shrugged it off, but all the stares were staring to get at me. I sat down to receive my helping of pancakes. After his Mother was seated i reached for a fork and my hand was quickly slapped away by my friend. I stared at him with a strange smirk on my lips. He could not have been more serious. So i withdrew my hand and sat there. He quickly took my hand in his, as did his father to the left of me. I was starting to freak out when they all bent over the table and started "praying" about how god gave them this gift. A few times I even chuckled being the staunch Atheist I am. My friend was quick to shoot me some harsh glares, once even punching me in the arm.
At this point I am very mad, and confused. Well to save time Ill just say without me knowing we were heading off to church. Once there I saw why they had all stared at me during breakfast. Apparently black is NOT what to wear to church on sundays. Well I proceeded in along with him and his family not wanting to cause a fuss. Once inside, everyone was settled and the sermon began. The entire area reeked of old people. Well the guy did his whole "god is great thing" and midway through he started talking about how "You need to improve your walk with Jesus." Well this was nothing short of ludicrous to me, so i out right laughed. It was loud, and echoed through out the large church. I caught harsh, stern, and down right pissed off glares from everyone except the Pastor-man himself. He looked as if there was no possible reason to laugh at that. My friend grabbed my arm, and led me out to the lobby. Its a good time to mention that back when we saw each other every day we usually joked about the idiocy of church and religion period. Well once in the Lobby he whisper yelled "What the hell is wrong with you?!" I was awestruck. He had become what he used to hate. He had become a religious zealot. I was quick to respond with "Wrong with me?! Your the one dressed to wake up every morning to be lectured by a dude talking about some dead jewish guy." He snorted through his nose, and i could tell he almost was ready to strike me. Well I spent the rest of the morning in the lobby and waited for them to take us back home. Once there I sat in his room.
He came back in about 20 minutes later and informed me that he had called my parents and they were on the way to take me home. He asked me not to come back over until i respected god as he did. That if i couldnt do that, then i shouldnt bother coming back at all. I was crushed, and its been that way ever since. I lost my best friend because i wouldnt love a god.
How z'at?
But this is really creepy. This happened to me a few weeks ago. A good friend of mine (not best friend but still a good friend) slept over at my house. Every thing went normally until breakfast. He was up much earlier than I or anyone else in my family was and was dressed up like he was going somewhere. I asked him, "Dude what the fuck are you doing?" He replied with, "Getting ready!" in an innocent tone as if this was normal and I was out of my mind to think otherwise.
Well after about an hour he complained to my mom. He said, and I quote, "Excuse me, Ms. Mercer, when will we be going to service?"
Well my mom didn't know what the fuck he was talking about, so she asked him. "I mean church. When will we be off for church?" Thinking he was joking, my mom laughed it off and walked away, setting out plates for breakfast.
Thats when the shit hit the fan.
He began, and I shit you not, crying. It started as just a few tears like he got something in his eye, but then he was on the floor bawling because we weren't going to fucking sunday service!
He then demanded a phone to call his parents.
When he left, and I will never forget this, he said, "I'm sorry, but I cannot be around someone who doesn't worship the lord. Don't ever speak to me again until you have accepted God in your life." then, he drove off with his parents.
I was dumb struck. I had just lost a friend over God?
That was really the breaking point for me. I was always an atheist but that really did it for me. I don't want to sound like an asshole but that was the day I declared all religions to be nothing but shit. All they do is control people and brainwash them into fearing their false prophets.
ITT: BAAAAAAAAAAW
My faith in humanity is only lost because of people like this lot. Shit happens. Get over it.
My faith in humanity is only lost because of people like this lot. Shit happens. Get over it.
I lost my faith in humanity when reality shows came out. American Idol is a shining example. Humanity voted for idiots most of the time that had little to no success. While there are some winners who are successful most are washed up. And people voted off people like Daughtry. Who America didn't think was good enough, went on to win two Grammies. That's America shot down. and while I too am an American. I truly believe we are the dumbest. It's no wonder other countries laugh at us. As for the rest of the world. Do I really need to explain?
I haven't. The only reason is because I know that people are capable of horrible and evil things, but in the end the good people are the most common. Take the news for example, it's filled with stories of horrible things happening to people and people doing horrible things to each other, but the news only reports on things that will shock people, or the rare things, so the stuff that you don't see in the news is the most common i.e. good things happening.
Pretty much my story as well actually, albeit in my case I had teachers that for the majority treating you like a dog. Thus because I did not obey, the intentionally were failing me no matter what work I was turning in. I even tested the theory once, asking my mother to do my homework, which was considered a failure. I also went with the Internet and they failed that too. So yeah, that essentially proved it there.Julianking93 said:
I ditched after grade nine, rebuilt my entire personality and to this day could not be happier with the decision I made because that school was attempting to drag me down to hell and considering I received a failing overall thus would have had to repeat grade nine had I remained, that there was their final means of trying to humiliate myself.
Have to love Homeschooling not counting any of that school's nonsense and allowing me to begin from ten to twelve, finishing all three before I was sixteen.
On topic, I lost faith in humanity years ago. I sometimes wonder if I ever possessed any to begin with.
