Man, New York,
I grew up in a fundamentalist home… at ten I was baptized into the Seventh-Day-Adventist church. In my early twenties I was baptized into the Assemblies of church, and then in my later twenties I became a member of the Foursquare denomination. The one thing all of those groups have in common is that they are terrified of ME!
Because of my gayness, according to fundamentalists, I can:
~ Single-handedly incur the wrath of to bring down civilizations.
~ Cause earthquakes, hurricanes, tornadoes, flooding and famine.
~ And apparently my powers are growing as I'm creating bigger hurricanes.
~ Just by being gay I can destroy straight marriages and obliterate the institution of marriage altogether.
I ruined Josh Dugger's, Pete Sessions', Donald Trump's, and Newt Gingrich's marriages (just to name a few)
~ And I can force fundamentalists to marry their pets
So to protect the world from my dangerous powers, I spent most of my teens, twenties and thirties in various forms of Reparative Therapy, trying NOT to be gay. But it didn't take. It turns out, gay is a thing... created by 'nature,' and we're just who we are and the universe doesn't give a $hit one way or the other.
But the therapy messed with my head quite a bit. Years of "real" therapy has helped me redefine myself, but there's a long way to go.
Christians tell me that I 'hate' God because of this, but that's just a waste of hate. I'd rather save my hatred for real people, like people who wear Jesus' name, but could care less about the people who need help the most.
I like Jesus. I always have. I've spent my life studying him. But I don't deify him. Nor do I vilify him. I embrace him as a powerful teacher... that or his biographers were genius. Either way, there's some real practical ways to approach life in his ideas.