Time Will Tell

It has been a long while since I have been on here. To tell you the truth its because nothing much has happened. How is your quarantine doing? I wish things would go back to normal already, I really miss going out, seeing my boyfriend, and just being able to be out in public. I know it sounds weird because I am not that much of a social person but I still miss it from time to time.

The other only news I have is that my boyfriend asked me to move in with him. This is a big step for us and honestly I would really like to. I know that with doing so it will bring upon us a lot of challenges, but he said hes down for it.

I really appreciate the fact that he really cares about me and loves me. I always thought that I would never find someone who would feel that way about me. It feels nice.

The only thing that worries me is my family. My mom mostly. She is going to be really against it. Specially because he is a man. Or maybe she wont care?

I know that with what is going on and everything her faith in God is stronger than ever, these times only prove what they preach to be right, the ends of times. Which in part is scary but on the other hand is kind of silly since there has been major pandemics in history before and the world kept spinning after.

How do I tell her? Hey mom, so I’m gay and I’m moving in with a man? Not the very most effective way but it gets the message across. Time will tell though.

Part of me feels like I’m betraying them, my family. Running off with a guy I met, leaving them behind to fend for themselves. I mean they need me, or do they? Do I just tell myself that to feel better? But at the same time isn’t that part of life? I mean I still want to be a part of my mothers life and help her out with what ever she may need, if only she would let me.

Time will tell.

Aftermath

It’s going to be a week tomorrow since I left my old religion. What do I call it? Ex religion? Old religion? Not sure, but I left it. I’m not going to sit her and tell you that’s it’s been nothing but butterflies and rainbows. It hasn’t. It’s been a struggle. But I am glad to say that even though each day was hard, the next was easier to handle than the day before.

My ex texted me and I decided to be truthful to her and tell her what was going on. She said it was ok for me to feel this way and no one was forced to be in the religion (oh sure). My ‘used to be’ best friend (yikes), also texted me. He asked what was going on and I didn’t think twice when I told him. Well actually I’d did. I was hurt, I wasn’t going to reply. But, the therapist in my head told me that I needed to get what I was feeling out, and plus he deserved to know as well.

He said he really cared about me, funny how his actions don’t comply. I haven’t heard from him ever since.

An elder texted me as well. I actually expect way more calls and texts form not only him but firm other elders and servants form the congregation. he said they had been missing me at the gatherings and church meetings. I didn’t even reply. I know that my mother is still going and I don’t want to make a mess out of this for her.

Speaking of my mom. She’s been handling it a lot better now. At first she was sad, constantly. But now she’s improving. I tell her I love her every chance I get. Because I do. I hug her like never before. And I don’t want her to think I do things to hurt her because that’s not the case, she never hurt me.

At work I told some coworkers and they were honestly more than happy for me. Some didn’t know that I wanted to leave and others did. They have been a great support system honestly, along with my non religious friends.

There was one religious guy that would always try to debate with me at work. And for the matter of appearances, I would defend my past so called beliefs. Today he tried to do the same, so I had to come out, unreligousely.

I told him I’m no longer with my church. He looked shocked. Almost as if I had slapped him across the face. He got emotional. I told him, “look, no disrespect but I don’t really care for religion right now, I need a break.”

Other than that it’s been a good transition. It’s actually been way easier than what I had anticipated. I just hope no one thinks I’m going back.

Now I start my new life. My new journey. It’s actually great. In a week I’ll be 25. In a month I’ll be losing my job but I don’t really mind. It’s a new opportunity. Plus, the summer has just begun. What will the rest of the year bring?