Sorry for disappearing a few days, I left for four days and came back to 40 notifs. I am very heartbroken that some people have left, but I am glad it’s for their mental health. Still, it does make me a bit sad.
So I’ve been through some things, kinda bittersweet things to be specific.
Church: Homophobia abounds my dudes. I’m scared as heck because I honestly really think I’m homoromantic (or demiromantic, not sure yet) and I think it’s becoming obvious at this point. I honestly think they suspect me of being a homosexual (I think I may be asexual, but I’m too young to figure it out quite yet). We went out to dinner with the pastors of two churches ago (I was four when we left) and most of their conversation was homophobic, and it made me really uncomfortable and disgusting. Oh, to quote my dad, who didn’t suspect I was... how I am. “You don’t really love that person, you hate them. Love is a verb. If you loved them you would leave them alone and direct them towards God and have a normal relationship.”
With Grace: we had a small, tense conversation that was pretty much the closest thing we have ever had to a fight. It was mostly my fault, I was upset about her mom and taking it out on her. I tried to make up the next day and her mom apparently had grounded her for something again. We probably won’t be able to talk for weeks-months, depending on how strict her mom is this time.
With writing: I’ve been making lots of improvement and these last few days have been focused mainly on my characters. I’ve combined several, so now instead of “twelve heirs of disaster” there’s only five. My book- well, now it’s going to be a series for sake of the flow- is really coming along. I’m proud of it. I will make a MySpace soon with all the progress I’ve made.