Jesus was my homeboy… until I caught him eating my boyfriend’s ass!

I’ve noticed a lot of my friends becoming more (radically) religious recently. I don’t know what it is, but some of these people weren’t the most religious people growing up. Actually, they were quite a devilishly fun and highly inappropriate gaggle of peeps. But within the past few years, they’ve gone from grabbing their crotch to grabbing a crucifix. With this change taking place, it’s making it difficult for me to be “me” around them. And by “me”, I mean a pervert.

I had been raised Catholic by my family. Even tho the family was/is a religious bunch, they are not overly religious. They go to church on the holidays and/or for special occasions such as baptismals and communions. So I wasn’t exposed to the extreme side of religion. I feel I was lucky that my mom and dad never pushed a strict religious lifestyle down my throat. They let me make my own decisions on that. And they let me know that they would love me no matter what.

This past weekend in Seattle, while driving through the oh-so-extreme family oriented area of Factoria I had a thought… “people turn to religion when they cannot deal with the everyday stress of life”. People turn to drugs as a way to escape stress while others turn to sex (like me!), music (like me!), food (like me!), and so forth. Anything can be addictive. And religion is no exception.

As I grow older, the more fascinated I become into doing research on organized religion. By me doing this and the more I learn, the more disgusted I get with the way it can manipulate people and mentally affect them. I am in no way saying it’s wrong, if it’s done in moderation and you feel you have become a better person from it, but I will say it’s wrong, if you let it run your life and you start to become a holier-than-thou religious fanatic that won’t shut the fuck up about the lord – we get it, you love Jesus.

My main concern is what will happen to my relationships with certain family members and friends as time goes on and I fully convert to atheism. It’s a just a fear that I will receive a lot of crap from them. I can fully respect someone’s choice to be religious, I just don’t want it shoved in my face. Or even worse, being told that they are going to pray for me. I believe that to be another way of saying that they are right and I am wrong. There are many roads to take in our lives and religion is not one that I will be walking down.

My biggest question is how can you be IN LOVE with Jesus? I mean you can love Jesus, but how can you be IN LOVE with him? Doesn’t IN LOVE mean you want to be intimate? Or like take walks in the park with each other while holding hands and singing “worship” tunes kind of shit? Honestly, how can you be IN LOVE with someone you never met? Or even, shall I say it, existed? I know its all faith based, but you don’t see me worshiping Santa Claus. At least when I worship cock, I have it there right in front of me and I can see it with my own eyes… and let me say that is one thing I don’t mind having shoved in my face.