BeliefSystem.net

I am a believer, when one door closes another opens.
Friends, if they are true, accept you for who you are, not what you believe.

Two people I love deeply do not share anything close to the same belief system I do.
Why is it I can accept theirs, but they cannot accept mine? What is it about my freethinking that scares them so?

I'm saddened to awaken from a synthetic fog, to see their only "Hope" for me is salvation by their God, saddened they cannot love me as I am, will not for one second consider coming to my church, or discussing my beliefs, although I've attended theirs on multiple occasions always with an open mind. The truth is they are not interested in my beliefs, because they are not their own. They are afraid of my beliefs, what brings my heart joy, what has been keeping me sober.

The solution is letting go.
Like I'm letting go of our old home, neighbors, possessions lost in storage I cannot afford to get out, Mer's bicycle, my bicycle, refrigerator, clothes, etc, etc, etc.
The Japanese live in micro-homes, with far less space than we...it is OK to start over...again. t is OK to make new friends, be a new friend, chose people with common beliefs, or at very least ones who do not feel the need to pray for the salvation of my heathen self.

Heretic = to chose.
Like I CHOSE not to take pain killers for this broken foot because I am enjoying being sober just a tiny, itsy, bitsy, bit. And...one is too many, a thousand not enough, where would it end?
Take the f*ckin ibuprofen, wear the boot, and keep on trudging the happy road...the road to happy destiny, WHATEVER, I never get that one right.

The Mer has his IEP tomorrow after school, and I get to make amends for my, MY behavior...I really don't want to. I'd really much rather sit here feeling superior and shit to the rest of the world. My kid is watching EVERY single thing I say and do. Sucks sometimes, especially when I've shown my ass inappropriately.

All I want to do is be a good mother. I don't have anything in common with those moms who play with their kids at the playground after school. Then yesterday as Mer and I were leaving dance, I see all these moms and their kids on the playground, two of which go to First U., and one of which I had said something to about the other. (just info about a mutual friend, not bashing)

Hmmm, wonder how long THAT little piece of info took to get repeated?
This is exactly why I don't hang out with "The Playground Moms". That, and they all have husbands to carry the load with them.

I'm not, nor will I ever BE a "Playground Mom"...so f*ckin shoot me. We run on such a tight schedule, if anything is going to get done, like homework, cub scouts, dance, chess club, now soccer...there's not enough time in the day, nor enough of ME to go around...and my "friends" are too busy praying for my salvation to give me a hand.

Hellooo? New friend time.

Comments

[Larry]

Belief's? Lisa, Its beautiful people like you who have reaffirmed my faith in a living God. Who else could create someone so beautiful as you.

[Stef]

I was never in with the "cool" moms, and that was just fine with me. I knew the mothers of very few of my kids friends. Mainly because they all worked during school hours and I didn't. My kids didn't lack for friends because of it.

I've always been accepting of other faiths and beliefs. I believe one way, and you believe another. Not a problem for me. I have a friend who is very open minded about beliefs other than his own, and some of that has rubbed off on me.

You're doing what you need to do to show a good example to Al. Sometimes, that is hard, I know. No one ever said being a parent was a cakewalk. Life, love, parenthood, sobriety, etc., it's all a learning process.

[Jonathan]

I have similar issues with many of the people I know - thankfully the are willing to let me get on with not believing in big white beardy guys doing miracles...