I Don't Understand ???

It makes me indescribably happy that I am no longer tied down by religion. It is a constant breath of fresh air. I no longer have to keep up the charade, put on a half smile, make a nervous chuckle and quickly say, “yeah,” when it comes to believing in god. Telling my mother about my atheism was one of the best decisions of my life. Some of my other family members have tried to ask me about it but I just shrug it off. Seems like they all just kind of accept it. Which is good.

I’m a little surprised that my brother hasn’t tried talking to me about it yet. When I first cut my hair, he asked me if I was turning into a dyke. And whenever I defend the queer community, he does the typical thing and becomes all religious and homophobic.

The only thing I’m a tad apprehensive about is if I visit my mother’s side of the family before I go to college. That side of my family takes religion seriously. Man, I don’t even want to think about what my grandpa would say.