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I Made The Mistake Of Trusting A Christian
I regret it now
On Substack, there is this guy who is a Christian. For months, he was following me on there and asking me a lot of questions. He was mostly polite about it, although persistent, so I decided not to block him.
He found out through my writing that I had been abused extensively by my mother growing up in God’s name. That she beat me and called me demon possessed and tried to murder me before.
He expressed compassion for those things and wanted to talk privately to me about them, so I did talk privately with him.
He lied and said that Jesus had put it on his heart to talk to me and be compassionate with me. I didn’t believe “Jesus” did any such thing, but if I was going to talk to him in a friendly manner then it’s not helpful to mock everything he says.
I tend to talk calmly with Christians like this because I try to return the energy people give to me right back to them. And he seemed like he might be nice. He wasn’t.
He asked me what problems I had with Christianity and I decided to tell him about one of the major things that made me start leaving Christianity as a teenager.
It was the misogyny in the religion. I can’t stand verses like 1 Timothy 2:11 that demand women to be quiet and submissive…
