That awkward moment when people get mad at you for going to church and practicing religious stuff.
Love it.
You want me to respect you and your religious practices, then respect me and mine.
At least I'm not out there getting doing acid or some other hard drug.
Or sleeping around.
Going to jail.
Getting MIP's.
Or dropping out of college.
At least I'm trying to make a life for myself, become who I want to be, and make my way to hopefully change lives one day.
If going to church every once and awhile, going to a forest to sit and enjoy nature, feeling the wind through my hair, dipping my foot into other people's cultures and occasionally sitting in my dorm room reading a book to get away from the drunk/high people in my hall, is a way to become my own person- then just accept it.
Accept me, and I'll accept you.
I promise.
Be proud of who I am. Don't get mad because I'm not like you.
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