My church... I hate it...
The pastor’s family holds a game night every once in a while, and since I don’t get along with anyone at church, I’m always bored there. The men, sometimes, since they find me educated enough, tend to throw me into debate, which I hate but am not really allowed to say no to. They always say they are impressed, which is exactly why I dread going there. It’s pressure.
They said last night this time would be with LGBTQ. I have to put some effort into pretending to be a homophobe. I hate myself for it. But they put pressure on me, and if they figured out I myself loved another girl, I just don’t know... I’m scared... help