Phys
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Post by Phys on Jun 23, 2010 7:12:07 GMT -5
I was never very fundy, but when I was 16 or so I did spend quite a while insisting to one of the first gay people I knew that he would burn in hell and that he was an abomination (good old Lev 18:22). I see him at parties and so on occasionally, and fortunately he'd forgotten that I was one of the people who gave him a hard time, so I was actually able to get to know him as a human being before I had to apologise.
I was also a quiet supporter of pro-life, anti gay marriage and similar causes, although back then I was pretty politically passive, and so all I really did was write bad tracts on random blogs and sign petitions.
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Post by aboveathletics on Jun 24, 2010 11:53:43 GMT -5
I had a really really close accident in wrestling once and started freaking out about the fact that I could have died or been paralyzed. I tried really hard to get into Catholicism after that so as to alleviate fear associated with death (who cares if I die, I'll just go to Heaven and it's gonna be awesome). Try as I might though I didn't have enough faith to accept it unconditionally like the others seemed to.
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Post by clockworkgirl21 on Jun 24, 2010 18:24:16 GMT -5
I was very anti-abortion. I still think it should be discouraged, but I'm not so insane as I used to be.
If a woman died giving birth or the pregnancy killed her, it was just fine and dandy. She's lived long enough, and it's the baby's turn.
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Post by Laughing Man on Jun 24, 2010 19:39:24 GMT -5
I used to be a bit of a fundie atheist, actually. I got into massive arguments with a good friend of mine, he was some brand of Christian but I forget the exact denomination, about the existence of god and religion in general. I couldn't see how such an intelligent person could believe in something so stupid and I was pretty intense in trying to argue him out of it. We lost touch, which is a shame because he was actually a great guy who just happened to believe in god.
I'm a lot more laid back these days, having adopted a live and let live stance. I think people can believe what they like, so long as they aren't trying to convert me or make attacks on other people/groups.
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Post by Mlle Antéchrist on Jun 24, 2010 20:20:57 GMT -5
I used to be a bit of a fundie atheist, actually. I used to be kind of like this too. I don't think I was ever outright mean to Christians, but I still feel bad about giving people a hard time for their beliefs when I was younger.
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Post by DeadpanDoubter on Jun 24, 2010 21:23:52 GMT -5
I told a wiccan friend that she was going to hell and couldn't she just come to Jesus so we could be in heaven together. ... I thought I was going to hell because I didn't love Jesus enough... and I was five. If I hadn't been bisexual, and there for started to doubt my religious beliefs, I probably would have been mainpaged... a lot. Pretty much all of this, although I've never had a Wiccan friend (just one brief friendship who went to "witch classes", whatever the fuck that is) but when my best friend first tried the Goth scene, then decided to admit to liking yaoi, and THEN admitted to being bisexual, I had a meltdown. I never begged her outright to convert, but I prayed the hardest I ever had that God would see fit to convert her and spare her from Hell, because surely God wouldn't damn such a wonderful person, right? ...right? I do remember, though, spamming"It's Adam and Eve, NOT ADAM AND STEVE!" on a devArt picture of hot guys smoochin'...I was disturbed to be attracted to such a 'sinful' display. And dear gods, don't ask about how I badgered my atheist Aussie friend about sex before marriage...
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Post by Phys on Jun 24, 2010 22:12:17 GMT -5
I remember another incident when I was pretty fundie, at about the time I was giving up on religion myself. I had been at a Mock Parliament with members of both sides of politics, and in the bar afterwards, as people went home, I ended up talking to a prominent figure in the university Labor club, a bisexual ex-catholic. We debated various issues in a fairly friendly manner, but towrds the end of the night, we started talking about religion, and she was making all the objections I had to Catholicism, and I got very defensive and began arguing the very opinions I was objecting to in private.
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Post by Thejebusfire on Jun 24, 2010 22:33:53 GMT -5
I don't really remember being hateful because of my religious upbringing. However, I remember when I was a small child I had a terrible fear of the rapture. I was paranoid of doing anything wrong because I thought Jesus would come at a moment's notice and leave me behind. Noises even frightened me, a lightening strike, a gust of wind, or everytime a train would pass through our neighborhood at night would bother me.
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Post by Dragon Zachski on Jun 24, 2010 23:48:01 GMT -5
ThejebusfireThere's this one ex-Christian who did a documentary on Christianity, and he said that when he was younger, he believed that merely thinking the "blasphemy of the holy spirit" (the one unforgivable sin) would condemn him to hell for eternity, and he didn't know WHAT the blasphemy was, so he was trying really hard not to think ANYTHING wrong, which put him in a perpetual state of paranoia and stress.
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Post by faythofdragons on Jun 25, 2010 22:18:35 GMT -5
I was raised in the State of Oklahoma by fundies. Back in highschool, I really was a snotty brat with a stick up my ass. I begged my parents to let me go to religious conferences in Kansas City, where they had the International House of Prayer with 24 hour prayer and worship. At one of those conferences I started seeing angels and demons. I was involved in church purity groups where they held jewish wedding ceremonies for us to get "married to Jesus". I believed I had the gift of prophecy, and often attended intercession prayer groups where we spent the weekend fasting and praying in tounges on behalf of our unsaved peers. I openly carried a bible to school and preached to the kids at lunch. I partook in a mock stoning (using wads of grey paper) of pregnant students for "adultery".
I developed severe depression and self loathing when my boyfriend took advantage of me, since that meant I was going to hell for having premarital sex. I still have scars from where I tried to punish myself for being unclean.
It wasn't until I failed out of college that I realized God wasn't listening. When a family friend's roof collapsed, causing them to condemn the house and move the children into a state home, the church refused to help her, and I finally abandoned religion.
I eventually wound up moving to the State of Washington, where I gave in to my repressed bisexuality, and moved in with my polyamorous boyfriend.
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Post by Caitshidhe on Jun 27, 2010 14:16:35 GMT -5
I was raised in the State of Oklahoma by fundies. Back in highschool, I really was a snotty brat with a stick up my ass. I begged my parents to let me go to religious conferences in Kansas City, where they had the International House of Prayer with 24 hour prayer and worship. At one of those conferences I started seeing angels and demons. I was involved in church purity groups where they held jewish wedding ceremonies for us to get "married to Jesus". I believed I had the gift of prophecy, and often attended intercession prayer groups where we spent the weekend fasting and praying in tounges on behalf of our unsaved peers. I openly carried a bible to school and preached to the kids at lunch. I partook in a mock stoning (using wads of grey paper) of pregnant students for "adultery". Wow. I think this takes the cake. Well done getting out of that, and I know it's pretty shitty to look back on, but HOLY FUCKNUGGETS, that is BATSHIT LOONY. No offense intended but if I met you while you were in Full Fundie Mode, I probably would have laughed in your face or kicked you to death. Semi-fundie story (that isn't mine): An old friend of mine is screaming gay. I think I knew he was gay before he did (he came out to me when he was about fifteen or sixteen and was so self-loathing that he apologized to me and said he would understand if I never wanted to talk to him again). He's also really Catholic (REALLY. REALLY. CATHOLIC.), and has been taught his whole life that gay is a sin and he STILL believes it. He's openly gay now and has boyfriends and is in all possible ways embracing his sexuality, except that he FIRMLY believes he's committing some mortal sin by being gay and told me many times that he believes he's going to have to do time in purgatory for it. He's basically accepting the self-loathing dogma and confesses his 'gay sins' and does penance for them. It's a really bizarre polarization! I've fallen ut of touch with him in the past couple of years so I dunno if he's changed at all. It's... WEIRD.
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Post by Mlle Antéchrist on Jun 27, 2010 18:56:38 GMT -5
At one of those conferences I started seeing angels and demons. If you don't mind my asking, could you elaborate on this? Were you literally hallucinating these things, or what it more like dreams/daydreams that you took to be visions, or believing that people in attendance were demons or angels despite looking normal? Wow. Was it the kids who organized this, or did the church leaders/parents have a hand in it? While you were doing it, did you feel guilty? Just curious, I don't mean any offence by my questions. Kudos to you for overcoming that upbringing.
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Post by faythofdragons on Jun 28, 2010 1:08:41 GMT -5
Wow. I think this takes the cake. Well done getting out of that, and I know it's pretty shitty to look back on, but HOLY FUCKNUGGETS, that is BATSHIT LOONY. No offense intended but if I met you while you were in Full Fundie Mode, I probably would have laughed in your face or kicked you to death. Don't worry, I'd kick me to death too. :3 If you don't mind my asking, could you elaborate on this? Were you literally hallucinating these things, or what it more like dreams/daydreams that you took to be visions, or believing that people in attendance were demons or angels despite looking normal? I actually saw stuff, or convinced myself that I did. The "angels" were basically like columns of illluminated mist, pulsing and shifting, going from floor to ceiling. The "demons" were much smaller, and I only got glimpses of them as they scuttled behind things. The bit that makes it seem so much more real though, was the feelings that accompanied them. Some of the apparitions exuded an aura of warmth and tenderness, like when you're around close friends or a lover. Some of them felt more menacing. It's something that I still can't explain, and it's the main reason why I'm still vaguely spiritual. Wow. Was it the kids who organized this, or did the church leaders/parents have a hand in it? While you were doing it, did you feel guilty? Just curious, I don't mean any offence by my questions. Kudos to you for overcoming that upbringing. The teen group leader brought it up during one of the sermons, and the kids ran with it. There were mixed reactions amongst the parents though. Some of them praised it, and some of them hated it. I didn't feel particularly guilty until much later though, when I actually thought about what I did, and realized that we weren't going to earn any favors like that.
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Post by The_L on Jun 28, 2010 14:11:14 GMT -5
I nearly took part in my own personal hunger strike over Terri Schindler-Schiavo's feeding tube before remembering that if I died from it, no one would connect my death to hers and I would basically accomplish nothing. Not to mention that I was on my feet a LOT at the time and literally could not function without three square meals a day.
I am pretty ashamed to admit that it was that bad, that recently.
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Post by Shane for Wax on Jul 5, 2010 11:14:06 GMT -5
Not really Fundie but rather CT and Racist.
I am afraid I got caught up in the spiral of lies and hatred while studying Nazi history and taking part in online discussions on such places as Aryan Nations. I even got to the point where I tried to tell my parents that the Jews, 'wetbacks' and 'niggers' were what was wrong with the country. I was even convinced the Jews were behind 9/11.
But this was when I was in late Junior high/early high school. I grew out of it I'm glad to say. I became educated and am no longer ignorant.
So... yeah. There's that. Figured I'd get it out there.
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