I left the church and organized religion for many reasons, decades ago.
I can’t embrace my enemies.
I sometimes feel hatred (I try not to hold onto it, but it often persists).
I resent being scolded for not mourning those whom others think I should mourn.
When I don’t like folks, I don’t like them and I can’t pretend I care what happens to them.
I won’t harm people, even those I dislike, but I might not help them, either.
And it feels like hypocrisy to pretend otherwise.
The good news is that I don’t generally dislike people for no reason; that’s too much work. They have to really have earned it. 🤨
I sometimes feel hatred (I try not to hold onto it, but it often persists).
I resent being scolded for not mourning those whom others think I should mourn.
When I don’t like folks, I don’t like them and I can’t pretend I care what happens to them.
I won’t harm people, even those I dislike, but I might not help them, either.
And it feels like hypocrisy to pretend otherwise.
The good news is that I don’t generally dislike people for no reason; that’s too much work. They have to really have earned it. 🤨










