My crazy life continues
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As far as yesterday, I'm not sure what's going on with either of the girls. But this post isn't about that. It's about my crazy, psychopathic mother.
She's a sweetheart, she really is. I walk into her room today, and she's completely smashed. Not like "oooh, I'm drunk and tipsy" smashed, like almost ready to pass out smashed. My dad will be home shortly, and I'm fairly certain that they are going to just get into the biggest argument ever. When that happens, I'll update everyone on that, if everything here is still alive, that is.
So, anyways, she's sitting there talking about the Passion of Christ movie. She's bawling her eyes out, trying to figure out why anyone would do something like that. I can't explain that to her, but I try to calm her down. People back then were certainly barbaric! So then she asks me who I think killed him - I don't know, to tell you the truth. So I tell her that, and try to bring up another argument saying that we might never know. She almost bited my head off. Then she asks me if I believe in god. Umm, maybe? I don't know, I don't have the proof for it. Yes, she's a little psychotic, but I do love her.
Do I believe in god? I'm not sure. There might be one god, there might be many gods, there might be no gods. I'm not aethiest or anything like that, I just don't have the proof. I'm ready for the flame war that this could quite possibly start, but I don't know if there is a god. Care to tell me your beliefs and why? I don't want any silly "Look at kids! We have kids!" stuff that's been shoved down my throat - the miracle of birth is easily explained and well defined by science. If I can sit here and slam everything down that easily, then don't bother to post it here.
What about people having miracles and living through insane horrible car accidents? Ever hear of luck? One of my good friends died in a car accident, she was 18. I'll never forget looking into that coffin, seeing her dead body resting there, peacefully... If there is a god, why did he have to take her?
Alright, start the fire - I'm ready to get hot.
She's a sweetheart, she really is. I walk into her room today, and she's completely smashed. Not like "oooh, I'm drunk and tipsy" smashed, like almost ready to pass out smashed. My dad will be home shortly, and I'm fairly certain that they are going to just get into the biggest argument ever. When that happens, I'll update everyone on that, if everything here is still alive, that is.
So, anyways, she's sitting there talking about the Passion of Christ movie. She's bawling her eyes out, trying to figure out why anyone would do something like that. I can't explain that to her, but I try to calm her down. People back then were certainly barbaric! So then she asks me who I think killed him - I don't know, to tell you the truth. So I tell her that, and try to bring up another argument saying that we might never know. She almost bited my head off. Then she asks me if I believe in god. Umm, maybe? I don't know, I don't have the proof for it. Yes, she's a little psychotic, but I do love her.
Do I believe in god? I'm not sure. There might be one god, there might be many gods, there might be no gods. I'm not aethiest or anything like that, I just don't have the proof. I'm ready for the flame war that this could quite possibly start, but I don't know if there is a god. Care to tell me your beliefs and why? I don't want any silly "Look at kids! We have kids!" stuff that's been shoved down my throat - the miracle of birth is easily explained and well defined by science. If I can sit here and slam everything down that easily, then don't bother to post it here.
What about people having miracles and living through insane horrible car accidents? Ever hear of luck? One of my good friends died in a car accident, she was 18. I'll never forget looking into that coffin, seeing her dead body resting there, peacefully... If there is a god, why did he have to take her?
Alright, start the fire - I'm ready to get hot.