I love you

Relationships are hard enough when one partner is depressed; they are harder still when both partners are suffering depression. Relationships are also hard when the partners live several hundreds of miles apart and actually get to be together in person just next to never. Relationships are very hard when you understand that due to circumstances that life produces, the partners will likely never actually live within a hundred miles of each other. Combining these factors can be excruciating at times and few people would consider it worthwhile. There are those who would argue that such a relationship can’t work. There are even those who would argue that such a relationship cannot be “real.”

But such relationships can exist, can be worthwhile, can absolutely be real. And as hard as it is, it is not only worthwhile, my relationship with Juniper is a critically important part of my life. I can’t imagine life without her. She is absolutely on my side, while never uncritically accepting  anything I am thinking. She is absolutely brilliant, often frustrated by my clarification of what is obvious to her. She is rare in being capable of keeping up with me when I am going so fast that I can’t be bothered with finishing statements, or can’t work out the right words to complete a thought before melding into the next.

And she is beautiful. I can almost feel her arms about me, her body pressed against me when I think about her – which is often.

I love her more than I can begin to express. I have never loved like this, never understood love could be like this. All too often I am unable to express my affection for her at anything approaching adequate, but she loves me anyways and I do love her so very much. I love her more now than I did when I first started loving her. I love her so much that it hurts sometimes. I love her and she loves me, broken and flawed as I am. There is no one I would rather be with, no one I could imagine I would rather be with.

I love you ever so much darling. Happy birthday.

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Activism, community building and women in secularism

This will be the first post of several that will explore secular community building. As an only parent in the Midwest, I have a strong interest in building a thriving, inclusive secular community here in the Kalamazoo area of Michigan. There are a lot of issues that we need to address and I am hoping to both provide some insights into community building and seek input. I am starting with this discussion of activism because I feel that there are a lot of people who focus so narrowly on activism that they fail to understand that a lot of us are in this as much for community as we are for culture change.

More accurately, I think a lot of people fail to understand that community building is an important part of culture change. It takes community to foster actual culture change. Moreover, while net based communities are an important factor in that culture change, it also takes communities that transcend the internet. Offline communities are important for several reasons, not the least being that there are a lot of people who are intimidated by internet forums. It takes serious fortitude to make a presence on the internet, especially for women. Another important reason that offline communities are important is simply that humans are social creatures. Finally, offline communities can be more visible to the communities in which we live. They are an essential form of activism.

One of the very significant problems with forming these communities is the issue of women. There are a lot of offline secular groups that get together on a regular basis. The problem is that they tend to be largely frequented by white men – generally middle class white men. And they tend to be rather narrowly focused. They are invariably either a lecture format, “round table” discussion groups or involve hanging out in bars. They are adult oriented formats that rarely even offer childcare. Family oriented events are exceedingly rare. And while larger events tend to attract women as well as men, smaller groups are rarely attractive to women. It is extremely rare to see people who aren’t white and middle class at any secular events.

This is unsurprising. Anyone who spends much time in skeptical online communities will note that there is a great deal of hostility aimed at women and minorities. This is especially true when they dare to point out that secular communities have problems with racism, sexism and outright misogyny. And when women  dare to attend offline secular events, they are often greeted with unwanted advances and suggestive discussions about sex.  When minorities attend these events, they are often greeted with discomfort on the part of the pale skinned. Or worse, they might be greeted by white people trying to overcompensate for their discomfort. Sometimes they are even greeted with a preemptive discussion about how racism isn’t really a problem – seriously.

What too many people don’t seem to understand about the assertions made by women and minorities, that they don’t want to be treated differently, is that they are being treated differently and want people to stop. Which is why events like the Women in Secularism conference being hosted by CFI are so important. Some people even make assertions that having such conferences is proof that women want to be treated differently. It is fucking irritating when people feel the need to nose into these sorts of discussions with their disapproval of what sorts of communities we’re trying to foster, but they do it – largely because they feel this need to be uber “skeptics” who believe that only their feelings are valid.

I will be addressing the issues discussed in this post and many other issues that come up in community building, in much greater detail, as we work hard to build a thriving secular community here in the Kalamazoo area. Community building is activism and activism builds communities. I will also be addressing the need for building alliances in our quest to change our culture to be more accepting of being human.

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At what point can we just call fascism for what it is?

Seriously, this is just fucking insane. Arizona has seen insane law after insane law and now they’re banning an entire curriculum based entirely on hysterical, radical xenophobia.

How do you get rid of a program that has, by all educational standards, been successful for more than a decade? Apparently, the first step is to strip that curriculum of the material that gives it heft. This week, the district began removing seven books from MAS classrooms, which were boxed up and stored in a warehouse where books go to die. That list includes “Occupied America: A History of Chicanos,” Paulo Freire’s “Pedagogy of the Oppressed,” “Rethinking Columbus,” “Critical Race Theory,” Shakespeare’s “The Tempest” and “Chicano!: the History of the Mexican American Civil Rights Movement.”

The removal is to be thorough—teachers are not allowed to keep even personal copies of these books in their classrooms. Students and teachers described their fear and heartbreak at an emotional community meeting over the past weekend.

It isn’t just the books but also the context in which they are being taught that is problematic for the district. As the list has made its way around the country, the district immediately objected to accusations of banning books. In a statement, the district said that it had not banned the books, but simply removed them from classes that had been banned. The books could still be found in other classrooms across the district, and in its libraries.

Don’t give me any shit about godwin, that is nothing less than out and out fascism.

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Check out my article and some other great writing in the most recent issue of Moral Relativism Magazine

It’s worth reading and, well, I’m in the January 2012 issue. You should totally buy it and future issues. Consider buying previous issues.

Morality is a fascinating topic and one that I love to write about. The problem is that it is far more time consuming that many topics, so getting paid to write about makes it easier to justify the time I spend on it.

The article published in this issue was largely derived from some earlier blog posts I had already written. In it I discuss morality relative to time, space, culture and the individual, arguing for a responsible moral relativism. My argument is that for morality to have real value we must own it and constantly be reassessing what is “right.” Dependence on a ready made moral frame makes it easy to ignore that moral frame. But I don’t simply claim you should engage moral relativism.

My fundamental assertion is that we already practice moral relativism – even those who assert a concrete, universal moral frame. Our moral frames change over time, with geography and culture. More fundamentally though, our individual moral frames evolve over time and may well evolve in parallel with our culture. And while they may reflect the values of groups within our culture, they will rarely, if ever, truly mirror any ready made moral frame we might claim to adhere to.

I would like to write more about the problem of universal moral axioms, as well as respond to the idea of moral pluralism as opposition to moral relativism. One way or another I will do so, but if you support Moral Relativism Magazine, it is more likely that I will be able to actually get paid to do so. And at this point I need all the payed writing gigs I can muster.

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Bigots make the Girl Scouts a better organization by resigning

The addition of a young girl, who was born with the anatomy of a boy will also improve things. Another example of the Girl Scouts being what I very much wish the Boy Scouts could be.

Via Greg Laden, from the Huffington Post:

A Colorado-based Girl Scouts troop’s decision to admit a 7-year-old transgender child this fall has prompted three leaders to resign and dissolve their troops.

The controversy began when Felisha Archuleta protested against a Denver troop’s decision to not initially allow her transgender daughter, Bobby Montoya, to join the group. “I believe he was born in the wrong body,” Archuleta, who also confessed to having difficulty switching from male to female pronouns when discussing her child, told ABC. “But the Girl Scout leader told us he can’t join because he has ‘boy parts.’… But no one would know he’s a boy unless they pulled his pants down.”

The Girl Scouts of Colorado subsequently released a statement through the Gay and Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation (GLAAD) in support of Archuleta and her excluded daughter, noting, “If a child identifies as a girl and the child’s family presents her as a girl, Girl Scouts of Colorado welcomes her as a Girl Scout.”

Added Rachelle Trujillo, vice president for communications of the Colorado Girl Scouts: “If a child is living as a girl, that’s good enough for us. We don’t require any proof of gender.”

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Christopher Hitchens

Christopher Hitchens was a brilliant writer and intellectual, these are indisputable and, being qualities I respect I respect him for them. But Hitchens was also a complete, unmitigated asshole. When he was on, he was beautifully unstoppable. The problem is that when he wasn’t, he engaged in some of the foulest sorts of human expression. Hell, he once actually spoke out for fucking genocide. And not the inefficient sort of genocide we’ve seen before – he thought we should just lob some nukes at the Muslim world.

I’m sorry, I don’t even care for the misogyny and bigotry (or his unflappable support of the Iraq war) – I drew the line long before the fucker advocated genocide. But I get that some folks either don’t give a shit about, or are at least willing to overlook bigotry and misogyny. What I don’t get is why the fuck anyone would give anyone, no matter how big an atheist activist and intellectual giant, a free pass on advocating fucking genocide. Fuck that shit. Whatever good he did pales in comparison to the very ugly side of Hitchens.

And honestly, I also fail to understand how anyone who disagreed with at least some of his positions (and I don’t see how there could be anyone who didn’t) could disrespect someone they obviously admire, who hated over sweetened sentimentality with the tooth rotting treacle I have seen so much of.

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Secular constructs aren’t religion, can’t be like religion?

Greta Christina has written a post that admonishes us to stop equating non-theistic institutions with religious ones. Her assertion is that because they don’t have a supernatural element, they should just be referred to by the labels that actually and directly apply. While I understand – or at least think I understand where she is going with this, I have to respectfully disagree. If the only difference between a secular construct and a religion is a supernatural element, then that secular construct is very much like a religion.

Lets take communist statism for example. There is a very good reason that communist states brutally oppress religion. It isn’t just that the state doesn’t want to have competition from a fundamentally supernatural construct, they want to replace that construct. That is why instead of just oppressing religion, they also take on the trappings of religion. That is why Lenin was entombed in state, his revered icons spread far and wide throughout the Soviet Union. That is why Chairman Mao was virtually worshiped throughout China – even if at the point of a gun.

Another good example are animal rights extremists. AR nuts have their priesthood, fanatics and even martyrs. Their terrorists are not mere political terrorists. Unlike Hamas, the IRA and the Tamil Tigers, they they are actually motivated into violence by their faith. Postmodern epistemology is the driving force behind their dogmatic structure and this is really the key to the similarity of some secular ideologies and religions. While they may be lacking overtly supernatural language, they are fundamentally based on non-rational ways of knowing, which are sustained by faith.

Faith is the key factor in making the comparison between overtly religious and secular ideologies. Faith in political ideologies and political figures themselves, faith in a postmodernist dogmatic structure, faith in individuals that transcends a normal, healthy respect for another person – these are all hallmarks of varying degrees of various types of religious belief. I suppose we could just use the term “magical thinking,” but that isn’t always the most appropriate term. Faith based belief systems are faith based belief systems and accepting them as being just like religions is entirely reasonable.

One of Greta’s problems with this is that it detracts from singling out religion and I suppose if the goal is to specifically single out religion, it is a significant problem. If however, the goal is to raise some awareness of the dangers of certain types of thinking. It is not to say that all magical thinking is the same – not all overtly theistic thinking is the same either. In many cases the magical thinking is relatively innocuous, even lending itself to fostering the greater good. What is important to keep at the forefront of our minds is that the difference between the magical thinking that leads people to chop off the fingers of their partner for daring to seek an education – or football vandals overturning cars because their team lost and a person committing acts of charity and kindness out of respect for some ambiguous laws of Karma, or someone betting on the team they support, knowing they’re very likely to lose is entirely a matter of degree.

Does that mean that we should be outspoken about silly superstition the way we might be about overt, fundamental theism? I don’t think it does, any more than I think we should be outspoken about Unitarian Universalists – or most sports fans. We are all of us human and therefor prone to this magical thinking. I sincerely doubt that many of us can become aware of all our biases, the biases that lend themselves to magical thinking. Yet the best we can do is to strive to know our biases so that we can attempt to compensate when it is important to do so. This is essentially true of science and is equally true of skepticism.

What we do is try to develop tools to help us protect ourselves from magical thinking and the very best tool we can use is to recognize we’re not immune to it – to recognize that we need to consider any decision of importance in the context of our known biases. We need to be vigilant about considering the rationality of our opinions, when those opinions are important. And we need to accept that we cannot and shouldn’t bother trying to avoid every possible incidence of magical thinking. There is just too much that constitutes potential for magical thinking and very little of it is of any significant consequence. Trying to seek out every possible incidence would become such an all encompassing endeavor, that any fractional benefit would be lost.

Theism is merely the largest, institutional manifestation of magical thinking. It should be singled out, when singling it out seems sensible, because it plays such a wide role – not because it includes supernatural language.

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Emotions and Control

Emotions are complicated, confusing and often contradictory. This means that emotions can also be extremely frustrating. When there is a lot happening in your life, it can become very stressful, a veritable roller coaster of emotions. When there is a lot happening and some of it is negative, the emotional roller coaster is virtually a foregone conclusion – no matter how stable you might have become. Now for most of us this really isn’t that much of a problem. The holidays end, crisis’s come to an end and we fall back into the familiar rhythms of our lives. For others of us, things are, well, different. But we’ll address that later.

Daniel Fincke wrote last month about how we should blame people for feelings that cause negative actions. That is a very simplified explanation and there really was a great deal more to it that is well worth reading, but the gist of what I am going to talk about is expressed in that sentiment. What Daniel would like, is to see people held and ultimately hold themselves accountable for the emotions that drive their actions. While this is certainly a worthy goal, it is not only not easy, it is simply not plausible – at least not in so many words. Indeed, due to the nature of those changes – coupled with the natural maturing process most of us go through, it is generally going to be counterproductive to pressure people to change their emotions.

Yes, it is possible to change what feeds our emotions. It is even possible to fundamentally change who we are, so that when negative emotions are roused, they are relatively mild – making our reaction to those emotions easier to control. What is important to understand from the outset, is that those two processes are completely different. The former is about changing what we believe about aspects of reality we are
likely to encounter. The latter is essentially a process of changing how seriously we take ourselves and the world around us.

I would like to clarify, before I go into the problems with those changes, that there are many people for whom such changes are either not possible, or for whom such changes are going to translate to something very different. I am mentally ill and the nature of my neurological problems is such that I cannot make changes that will have any dramatic effect on my emotions. I can and do take medications that help control the severity and to some degree, the variability of my emotions, but that is only changing the degree. Like many other people with a variety of mood disorders and some other mental illnesses, changing my thoughts and fundamentally changing myself is never going to have the effect it has on most people.

That is not to say that I don’t believe I should be held responsible for my actions, nothing could be further from the truth. What I cannot reasonably be held responsible for is my emotions and because of that, I
foster relationships with people who will do me the kindness of really holding me accountable for my actions. Because the only thing that I actually can control is my actions and the best way to do that is to
make sure I am acutely aware of my actions. And this is really the key with Daniel’s belief about blame – the best we can ever do for those around us, is to hold them accountable, blame them, if you will, for
their actions. Whether the hypothetical person who is acting inappropriately is mentally ill or not, it is just easier to deal with people on a behavioral level.

For example, say you’re helping a friend move. Someone set a very special vase in a precarious position and while you are on the backwards end of carrying a bed through the door it falls and breaks. Now it’s entirely reasonable for your friend to be upset, if something special of yours broke, you would be upset too. But let’s say your friend starts yelling at you. He claims you never really wanted to help and that this is just your passive aggressive way of asserting that. He calls you an asshole and questions your friendship. He also hedges his bets on the insults and also questions whether you’re just clumsy and/or stupid. He goes on to explain that all of you – ie. his friends – are all the same, all of you always want and never really want to give back. None of you actually likes him.

We’ll assume this is a good enough friend that you’re still going to sit down for a beer after everything is in the house. We’ll also assume that given your own ability to master your own emotions, you didn’t just tell him where he could stick that broken vase and leave. First of all, how should we react to that situation when it first happens? Then there is the question of how to deal with it when everyone has calmed down. Obviously your friend was way out of line and engaged in behavior that no one should have to put up with coming from anyone, much less a friend.

Given the facts of that scenario, it is obvious that your friend has a significant problem with anger. Were he more emotionally mature, he wouldn’t have melted down like that. And there’s no question that his thoughts are pretty irrational. So what he needs to do is get rid of those irrational thoughts and make the fundamental life changes that will help him get less angry. The questions are: What is your responsibility in this scenario? and What is going to be the most productive course of action? There are a lot of variables involved with the negative behaviors you experienced, some of which are known, many of which are not. And many of the unknowns may be unknown to him as well as yourself.

This is the key problem with trying to blame people for their emotions – or at least with trying to get them to change their emotions. There are a lot of variables involved and some of those variables might make trying to get someone to make the changes that can improve their emotional reactions counterintuitive. The best thing to do is to deal with the behavior. How you go about that is dependent on the known variables. First and foremost, deal with the irrational thoughts.

One of the best tools for dealing with irrational thoughts are automatic thought worksheets, but they are only useful to people who recognize they are having irrational thoughts, or are committing irrational actions. These are generally used by people who are suffering depression or anger issues and help specifically deal with responses to emotions. You should keep in mind that they are not likely to change the emotions a person experiences, they will merely help them learn to deal with those emotions in a healthier fashion.

The best way for most people to deal with the negative behaviors of a friend is to simply point out that what they have done was inappropriate. Generally if you want that to be effective, you’re going to want to do what you can to tactfully take the edge off the shame. Shame is an important teacher, but face management can often lead someone to retreat into isolation or, as is often the case, more anger. Anger is a very common response to feelings of shame and may ultimately be at the root of the hypothetical outburst we’re exploring here. It is always in the best interest of the friend you may be helping, to provide them with some room to save face.

In many cases, simply recognizing an excuse they haven’t made is plenty. In the context of this scenario, recognizing that the breaking of the vase is good reason for them to be upset would be ideal. Make it clear that their behavior was absolutely unacceptable, but understandable just the same. Obviously you will know better exactly what your friend is going to react best to – some people will get angry if you try to make excuses. But for the most part, taking the edge off the shame is going to make it much easier to positively address what happened and foster lasting, positive change.

If this is a chronic problem, or if this friend isn’t a particularly good friend, another solution is simply to cut them loose. Losing friends can be a powerful teacher and if real changes are made, friendships can be renewed. And while I don’t suggest just cutting them loose without warning, I recommend against moratoriums. They can and should be used in some circumstances, but they should also be used quite judiciously. What is far better is to simply make it absolutely clear that you will not tolerate being treated that way. If the problem persists then you tell them you are no longer interested in continuing the relationship.

Of course a point may come when they ask you for help. One excellent option would be to recommend they find a forum for people with (in this case) anger problems. Unless you too have this problem, you cannot relate to their problem and shouldn’t try. Having gotten pissed a few times until you grew out of it just doesn’t cut it. The possible exception to this would be if you have family with similar problems and have been forced to deal with those issues all too personally. One very useful question to ask them is what is making them so angry. Odds are good that they “don’t know.” If they have a pathological anger problem, there is really no way for them to know. If the problem isn’t pathological, it is likely that the underlying cause for their anger is something they can’t control, can’t resolve and are therefore trying to ignore. Another possibility is just a lack emotional maturity.

Whether or not you choose to take the edge off the shame and assuming that you actually want to help, offer to be a sounding board for the rationality of their behaviors. Ask them to tell you what they were thinking when they exploded, why they exploded. Empathize with their anger, if they had a reasonable excuse for getting angry. Validate their feelings, but not their actions – assuming their actions were inappropriate. And rather than wait for them to call you when they get angry, call them or meet with them on a regular basis and ask. Most importantly, don’t judge them. If you can’t not judge them, don’t try to help them. Finally, don’t do anything more than indicate whether their actions and thoughts are rational and be supportive.

You cannot be your friend’s therapist, you should never try to be. If the problem is extreme enough, encourage them to see a therapist if at all possible. Therapists aren’t just for those of us who are mentally ill. They are also great for helping people work through situational mental problems. Ultimately it is not a matter of their being trained that makes a psychologist the better choice than you for being a therapist. The key is that they are impartial and aren’t going to put an existing relationship at risk. The training is useful, don’t get me wrong, but the critical point is that a therapist cannot be a friend. If you try to combine those roles, one or, more likely, both parties are going to end up the worst for it.

The very reason that I am going into psychology is that I believe absolutely in helping others achieve maximum flourishing. I believe it is a moral imperative – a personal moral imperative to not only be the best person I can possibly be, but to do everything in my power to help others be the same. One of the tenants of my life has been to love other people, something I picked up from my understanding of Christianity and have carried into godlessness. I don’t like people, for the most part. For many different reasons, people do a lot of ugly things to each other. But I cannot help but love them just the same – it is a part of who I am. This sort of loving “in spite of” is made easier by my awareness of my own capacity for hurting others.

What this loving of others means to me, is an intense desire to reduce suffering in others – whether I like them or not. Of course the best way to reduce suffering is to help others be the best they can be, as well as striving to be the best *I* can be. The most functional, evidence based approach to helping others achieve maximum flourishing is by dealing with their behaviors. Because when behaviors are addressed, their emotional reactions are likely to follow and if they don’t – if the emotional reactions are due to pathology, then behaviors are still the best chance for fostering maximum flourishing. And even in the case of emotional pathologies, the underlying emotions will almost certainly get better.

To be clear, emotional maturity doesn’t mean that people magically stop getting angry about things they feel strongly about. It is the intensity of our emotional reactions and more importantly, how we respond to those reactions that changes. It is only by changing our beliefs about a given thing that can change our emotional response to that thing. Blaming people for emotions is a lot like blaming a raptor for wanting to kill and eating rodents. Emotions are a natural response to stimuli and can never be anything else. If your goal is the greatest good, blame people for their actions instead. Because as Daniel notes: “…most of our own flourishing is achieved through actually aiding the flourishing of others…”

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“Skeptical” about Psychology and Mental Illness

Psychology isn’t science. Attention deficit is just an excuse for bad behavior, fostered by bad parenting. Depression is something everyone goes through sometimes. People who are depressed *all* the time are just being overly dramatic. For that matter, anyone with a so called “mood” disorder is just being dramatic. People with eating disorders are just reacting to the body images they see in the media. I could go on and on about how psychology is a lot of bullshit – about how most paradigms surrounding specific mental illnesses are supposedly fatally flawed. I have heard a whole hell of a lot of them over the years, including the idea that mental illnesses are all actually Satan working to destroy us. “Us” being those of us who are mentally ill.

Now I will admit right now, for clarity’s sake, that I absolutely despise the term “mental illness.” That term implies that there is something wrong with the way my brain works, when the reality is that there is something rather exceptional about the way my brain works. Sometimes it works against me, to be sure. I have spent most of my life – continue to spend my life, dealing with the problems my cognitive processes muck me about. But were it not for the way my brain works, I wouldn’t be me. As much as my brain works against me, as severe as my problems have been, as much as I have hurt very special, important people – namely my kids, I rather appreciate me and how I view the world.

The problem lies in working out exactly what language would be more appropriate. Because going by a clinical definition of mental illness, the most important criteria is that your cognitive processes must significantly interfere with your quality of life/ability to manage your responsibilities. In my case, my cognitive processes were largely responsible for my dropping out of high school, hitchhiking around the U.S., spending nearly ten years essentially homeless, getting substance abuse down to a science/art form, getting lechery down to a science/art form, repeatedly sabotaging myself and making a whole lot of really stupid choices along the way. While I am not going to blame all of this on mental illness, it is impossible to break down where the influence of mental illness ends and other factors begin. What I can say is that none of my behaviors were learned at home.

My parents, though flawed as any parents are, did everything “right,” as it were. They were models of sobriety and integrity. They cared about me and my siblings and while my dad may not have expressed his love very well verbally, he made it very apparent in other ways. I had security and comfort. While we didn’t have absolutely everything we might have wanted, we had absolutely everything we actually needed and weren’t deprived in terms of wants. I lived in a stable and loving home, the big oddity being that my mom is a fundamentalist Christian while my dad is an atheist. They did things “right,” yet I had problems that would be more suited to a child who grew up in a broken home, of seriously fucked up parents.

Again – I can’t  begin to untangle the web of causality that made me me, that fostered some seriously screwed up decisions. But I can state categorically that mental illness played an extremely important role. And while things are getting better, they are also getting more complicated, because it isn’t just me. I am also the only parent of two boys. My Daver is only three – soon to be four, so we don’t know exactly what is happening in his little head. My Caleb, on the other hand, is nine and he scored higher on *every* factor indicating ADHD than the occupational psychologist who assessed him has ever seen. Cay also has very serious emotional problems, though thankfully both the occupational psychologist who assessed him and his psychiatrist seem to believe that this is largely situational (to say he has gone through some major emotional upheavals is like saying water is rather wet). That doesn’t make it any less important – indeed it makes dealing with it in a timely fashion rather critical. The last thing he needs is to wire his brain around these behaviors.

When I was seven, I was diagnosed with ADD and an undefined mood disorder. I went to a therapist for a while, but that was almost entirely ineffectual. I also took ritalin, but it gave me headaches – especially if I managed to miss a dose. Meanwhile my dad didn’t believe I had any neurological problems, while my mom – though accepting I had problems with my brain, largely believed these problems were demonic in nature. I accepted this for quite some time, ultimately believing that if I could find a way to understand what God wanted me to do with my life and followed his plan, everything would be fine. The problem there was that no matter what I did – no matter how I prayed, how I learned about him (studying theology) – no matter how much I worked to understand and follow God’s plan, I still kept fucking up. It was several years before I understood that it had nothing to do with some imaginary being.

It wasn’t until I had made the rather natural transition into substance abuse, that I started to accept that my mental problems had more to do with biology, than demons – and that they were legitimate problems. Unfortunately I only accepted that I probably had attention deficit problems and probably had some problem with emotions. It was hard to work out because unlike most other illnesses, comorbid mental illnesses tend to blend rather seamlessly with each other. So my problems with emotional processing were mixed into my problems with scattered focus/hyperfocus – everything was a massive deluge, thoughts, emotions, ideas, words, they were always just rushing through my head – never stopping, barely slowing down. Taking medications helps, but that is a matter of degree.

In an interesting coincidence (I’ve been writing this for several days), JT Eberhard gave a talk about his own experience with mental illness at Skepticon IV and posted video of his talk to his blog, along with an admonition that the skeptical and non-theist community really should be on this issue. I was already writing this post, so I figured I would modify it slightly to deal more with what he was talking about. But there is an interesting contrast that I would like to point out first. If you have the time, his video is well worth watching:

A important and consistent theme in JT’s talk is the support he received from his friends. This is great, but is not terribly common outside of certain contexts. While things are slowly changing, outside of educated young people denial of mental illness/psychology in some form, or another is more common than not. As JT discusses, people tend to get right behind people who have cancer, or diabetes. But when it comes to people with mental illness, people tend to veer off into questioning why you don’t just “work it out,” or “get over it already.” They tend to moralize mental illness as you just making excuses for negative behaviors, or general eccentricities.

In my case this tendency was exacerbated by my substance abuse. Even people who don’t generally moralize mental illness often moralize drug abuse and other addictions. And if you have substance abuse problems, it is very likely that most of your friends are either habitual drug users, or also have substance abuse problems. So most of your friends are not only not likely to support your desire to get better, they actually have a personal stake in your not quitting your drug use – instead hoping you will continue and stop with your claims that your use was abusive/addictive in nature.  Your denial helps to reinforce their denial.

On the other hand, people in your life who aren’t struggling with substance abuse are as likely as not to moralize your behavior. They will judge your for using, they will judge you for being unable to control your use, they will judge you for what they perceive to be weakness – they will judge you harshly. Often enough, even if they treat you with compassion, they will also treat you as though you are inferior. When you’re an addict, being an addict is what defines you to the world – it becomes the sum of who you are. Unfortunately this all too often becomes how you define yourself.

What you get little enough of, if you’re an addict, is unwavering support. Unless you bow to certain conventions – conventions that aren’t supported by any evidence, you are unlikely to even get the support of very many recovering addicts. This is not entirely unreasonable. Addicts are often a huge pain in the ass – especially when they are getting clean. They can be whiny, needy – they might lie and/or steal, they might betray *you* and get high again. Except that they aren’t betraying you, they are betraying themselves and only themselves. One of the biggest mistakes those who care for addicts make, is attempting to coop the motivation of the addict to get clean. The problem is that addicts need to get better for themselves – not for your approval.

What is really sad is that the behaviors of addiction are a human condition. The only difference between addiction and the habits most people engage in, is the harm caused by addiction. Ultimately this is the difference between mental illness and the behaviors that many people engage in – it’s all about the harm. A lot of people are, for example, fixated on how they look and how they want to look. It’s just that most of them actually see what’s there, when they look in the mirror. Most of them don’t outright starve themselves, unless it’s a short term fad diet sort of a thing. A lot of people get depressed from time to time. It’s just that most people have a reason to be depressed and generally get past it with minimal disruption of their lives.

Absolutely no one hasn’t engaged in behaviors that for some people cross into pathology. And most people who are mentally ill engage in far more “normal” behaviors, than pathological. While for most of us there are times when our illnesses become all consuming, these periods are usually finite – with periods of variable functionality in between. We are, more than we are not, very much like anyone else. We didn’t make ourselves mentally ill, it’s just that somewhere along the line perfectly normal behaviors became a problem that started to hurt us.

I’m not asking for a lot here. I don’t want to pressure anyone into becoming a hardcore activist, or to donate money to anything (though of course I wouldn’t complain if someone were inspired by me to do so). I ultimately don’t care if anyone reading this doesn’t do anything proactive regarding mental illness. What I would ask is that you not make assumptions about anyone, based solely on their being mentally ill. I would ask that when you come into a conversation where someone is marginalizing mental illness, that you call bullshit. I would ask that you pay attention to the people you know, the people you care about – because there are very good odds that someone you care about is struggling with mental illness and could really use your support.

What I will shamelessly beg of you, is that you recognize that people who are mentally ill are human beings and that you treat us that way.

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Women on the internet and Men’s Rights activism

EDIT – Please read past the first two paras before judging what I am saying. If you do not, you may not catch what I am actually saying.

There has been huge bullshit flying about the intertubes about women on the internet (mostly in the skeptic/atheist community). It mostly consists of very hateful things being said, things said out of complete ignorance, as well as out and out bullshit. Stephanie Zvan and Ophelia Benson are bearing a significant load of the shit – while that Jason the Mad Canuckistanian is getting a little trickle. I expect that the problem for Jason is that the nutjobs are fucking terrified of him – knowing what happens if you really piss off a Canuckistanian. Oi, and we can’t forget Osama Greg Laden…They don’t like him either, though unlike Jason they are rather hard on him as well.
After all, everyone knows that anyone with a penis who defends wymnz and feminist principles is nothing more than a pussy whipped lapdog of the matriarchy. The same matriarchy that is destroying manhood with those nefarious safety signs on buses.

And everyone knows that psychotic, genocidal feminazis like Stephanie Zvan and Ophelia Benson and every other feminazi mass murdering bitch out there would NEVER!!1!11!!! defend men who are screwed by aspects of the system that generally favor women – such as child custody. I am now aware that I have hallucinated every interaction I have had with such women – including Stephanie specifically, who supported me through the struggles I have had with child custody – and I know that NONE of them were actually happy for me when I got full custody. And absolutely none of them would approve of men as primary caregivers to children, excepting cases where those bitches are barefoot and markedly *not* pregnant in the kitchen – with their pussy-whipper’s boot halfway up their ass when they get out of line.

Except here’s the thing about all that – it’s not fucking true. Not any of it (at least I am assuming not in Ophelia Benson’s case – I don’t read her much and don’t know her personally). Stephanie has been a spectacularly kickass and supportive friend over the past few years, through all of my trials and tribulations regarding my children and my relationship with the especially wonderful Juniper. Stephanie is also very sex positive, understands that gender is very complex and believes absolutely in actual equality. Indeed I have met a very few feminists who don’t believe in equality and understand that equality goes both ways. She also understands, as do the vast majority of feminists I know, that the patriarchy that has been so oppressive to women is at least as oppressive to men, as it is to women. It’s just that far more men than women are too fucking dense to understand that.

Instead we end up with a situation wherein you have sexist and often misogynist asshats who range from; “sexism and misogyny aren’t really a problem anymore,” (often the same ones who don’t believe that racism is a problem anymore either) to “fucking cunts are ruining everything for real men, because they aren’t barefoot and fucking pregnant in *my* kitchen,” threatening and disrespecting women who dare to lend their voices to the internets. The latter go as far as to style themselves fucking “Men’s Rights Activists.” Seriously.

Except they are not. Not even close.

I am a men’s rights activist. I advocate for more equitable custody laws that don’t just assume the mother has primary custody, without a court ever hearing anything from both parents. I advocate for men stepping out of the traditional, archetypal gender constructs that are killing us – literally killing us. I advocate for the social sciences to recognize that men and women are different (how could we not be in a culture that shoves this down our throats and kicks us in the ass for diverging) and are therefore likely to express and experience mental illness differently. I advocate for a cultural revolution, or evolution that brings us to the place where all of us – men and women, are embraced and supported by our peers for being who we are, who we want to be, what we are, regardless of who and what that might be, assuming we aren’t trying to undermine and oppress others.

I find the idea that I might be accused of being a pussy-whipped lapdog for the matriarchy not only laughable, but more than a little ironic. I have a dirty little secret in regards to my feminism: I am actually rather selfish and malecentric about the whole thing. That is not to say that I am not extremely supportive of women’s and men’s rights for the sake of women – I am very much so. But I am as ardent as I am about it, because I am a single father/only parent of two young boys. I have to deal with the cultural fucking bullshit that assumes my being such a parent is a bad idea and that I am terribly irresponsible for not finding them a replacement momma (they have a momma, me). And my two young boys are going to be men in this culture someday – a culture that I would like to see more conducive to their mental health.

Like I said, I am an MRA and what makes this so very ironic is that the men who would accuse me of being a pussy-whipped lapdog of the matriarchy are actually trying to lay claim to that label. I do not accept that, will not accept that. They are anything but advocates for men’s rights. They are in complete and absolute opposition to the idea of men’s rights. What they advocate for is the same old bullshit that has been killing us for much of human history, in all too many cultures. They are advocates for the continued absolute oppression of men and I for one, am fucking tired of their acquisition of the MRA label – much as I am tired of misogynist, racist asshats claiming the mantle of evolutionary psychology.

I am an MRA. Stephanie is an MRA. Jason the mad Canuck is an MRA. Greg Laden is an MRA. My lovely Juniper is an MRA. Goddamned near every feminist I know is am MRA – even the one’s I ardently disagree with on such issues as sexuality. Wrong or right about the how, they desire to see an end to patriarchal oppression and in that desire is the implicit desire to see not just women, but men liberated from that oppression as well. Because we aren’t going to end the patriarchal oppression of women, without ending the patriarchal oppression of men – it cannot happen.

Men’s rights cannot be rooted in oppressive misogyny, because oppressive misogyny is the dankest, darkest festering dungeon that binds men away from freedom and equality.

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On mistrusting the police

Nothing says fun like cops in front of the house when it’s bed time and your nine year old has witnessed police shenanigans where we used to live. So even with all my assurances and even though the police were obviously there for one of the neighbors (apparently one of their vehicles were broken into elsewhere, earlier in the day), Cay is now nervous about going to sleep.

This is what it means to live in a poor neighborhood. Caleb has seen the police randomly harassing people on the streets (an ineffectual, counterproductive gang task force that was brought in even though community policing was effectively taking hold) – shouting at anyone who isn’t completely cooperative, unless of course they are white. He saw them harass one of our neighbors who aside from having brown skin was working three jobs while his wife was in school, so he could get his family out of that shit hole of a neighborhood. When said neighbor got indignant, he saw the police shout at him – asking what he has to hide, why would he object to a search, if he has nothing to hide?

Of course he saw me get harassed by the same cops a few minutes earlier, saw me get indignant in much the same way our neighbor did and saw them back the fuck down like they should have for my neighbor as well. After all, he was a hell of a lot more “respectable” than I was. So Caleb got a solid lesson in racism out of the bargain. Learning not to trust the police and learning that different rules apply to us because we don’t have brown skin.

He has also seen the police arrest people with guns drawn – in the neighborhood we lived in then they didn’t even clear the whole block when they had guns out. They did that in the neighborhood we had lived in before when they found a truck that someone had reported seeing someone inside of, brandishing a gun. But that was a relatively decent neighborhood, in the process of being gentrified – so the inhabitants were rather more important than the “trash” in that last neighborhood we lived in. They had a couple of officers shooing people to cross the street – because forty odd feet of pavement is plenty of protection from a stray bullet.

To be fair, it isn’t only cops. He has seen the aftermath of a drive by shooting, replete with papa coming home with blood on his clothes (someone – not the target – actually got hit and the bullet nicked an artery in her leg – I was the first person to actually get down to help her), instead of having met him, his brother and mama at the trainstop. Had they gotten in on the train before the one they were actually on (which bypassed our stop, forcing them to shoot back from the next stop) they would have been walking on the sidewalk where the woman got hit, when the shooting happened. Oh, but he saw the cops then too, because they came by to interview me and were a bit frustrated because I hadn’t seen anything.

And because he was suffering emotional trauma when his mom took him down to TN and he acted out, spitting at and kicking his teacher, he was sent to a shitty excuse for a school meant to help kids with behavior and mental problems. There he learned to be more violent, was treated with violence from the staff (including blood on two occasions – a seven/eight year old being shoved against a wall by fucking adults) and…wait for it…seeing cops come to arrest students, once rather violently. He was, I would add, stabbed with a pencil by another student – still has the scar.

Unfortunately, due to problems that have just compounded themselves over and over, he is in a school here that is what the “school” in TN could only dream of being. Their “missions” are almost identical, but the schools only similarity, is their difference from most public schools most of us are familiar with. Being in this school though, means the police aren’t exactly unheard of. They are a rarity to be sure, but they are called upon on occasion just the same. On the upside, they are also very conscientious of the fact that they are at a school and behave accordingly. None of them swear or menace anyone except – possibly – the student they are there to deal with.

But still, it’s more cops and they are generally taking someone away. Because taking people away, hurting them, harassing them when they haven’t even done anything wrong, breaking into apartments with lots of big guns, using profanity and generally being scary fucking people carrying a tool that is meant for killing people is what cops do. My kid is white and that is the message he got, largely from our old neighborhood. Just think for a minute what the kids who aren’t white are getting, living in the same shitty neighborhoods. The next time you find yourself thinking about those scary, angry brown people, just think about what those scary, angry brown people grew up with.

Meanwhile, I am dealing with the scared nine year old who saw cops in front of our house earlier – who is scared *because* of those cops in front of our house. The same nine year old that I have repeatedly tried, continue to try to convince that cops are there to protect him and keep him safe. I think he gets it – to some degree or another. But it isn’t what I understood about the police when I was growing up. At best he understands that if he needs help, the police are generally going to help him, will keep him safe – but he also assumes they might harass him for talking to them. Because he has seen that too – cops getting belligerent because papa called them on behalf of a neighbor, lie to papa (or more likely make an assertion in ignorance) and threaten papa.

There is something seriously wrong with a society in which law abiding citizens should fear the police. There is something seriously fucked up about a society in which it is a significant challenge to convince a child to trust the police, where a child has trouble going to sleep because of the police. Here we are, almost two hours after bedtime – at least an hour after Cay is usually asleep and I am about to go back in to give him a little more assurance – because he is still awake.

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“I refuse to lie to children.”

I rather liked “Where the Wild Things Are” when I was a kid, but it wasn’t until I started reading Maurice Sendak to Caleb that he became one of my very favorite children’s authors. There is something wonderful about children’s books that don’t contain even a whiff of goddamned rainbows and magical ponies or simpering magical bears. But I didn’t love Sendak until today, when I read this article from the Guardian – found via my lovely friend, Lawrence who is a librarian, as well as being a parent and who is endowed with the nearly perfect level of cynicism to be an excellent conversationalist.

If I came across nothing but this quote from the article, I would have been satisfied: “”I refuse to lie to children. I refuse to cater to the bullshit of innocence.” This I believe and follow to the best of my ability. I have actually upset people with my refusal to play about the ideas of Santa Claus and the Easter bunny. I have offended people with the way in which I refuse to pretend that bullshit isn’t bullshit, that the world isn’t an exceedingly ugly place, full of ugly ideas and yes, even ugly people.

Sorry, I refuse to lie to children. I take care not to address certain things around other people’s children, but I am not going to refuse to address them with my own. Nor am I going to suggest they lie to your children – though I will talk to them about why *I* don’t talk about those things around your kids. I would like them to be able to have friends.

There are some very good reasons I do this. The first and foremost being that I don’t like lying, really don’t like being lied to either. I won’t lie to strangers or people I don’t like – so why the hell would I want to lie to these two little boys whom I love so very much? I won’t and I’m not even the tiniest bit sorry if that offends you. Because to be perfectly blunt (I did mention my propensity for honesty) I think lying to children is disgusting and offensive.

I am also disinclined to believe that “innocence” is so ephemeral as to evaporate at the smallest exposure to reality. My own children have had to deal with things that adults shouldn’t have to deal with, much less young children. And they have problems. Caleb, at nine, has some especially traumatic experiences to process. But while it has certainly left a mark – some scars that I imagine will never disappear completely, he is able to experience joy. He is excited by the world around him. He has a driving passion to do all sorts of things to help others and save the world. He has naive, beautiful ideas and remains undaunted by any suggestion that he is in for  some remarkable challenges, should he attempt to engage his passions.
He still assumes that people are fundamentally good – even people who have hurt him, whether physically or by saying terrible things to him, about him. He has seen some of the uglier facets of humanity and with boundless enthusiasm and passion loves them anyways. Even when wallowing in the depths of his capacity for sadness, even at the heights of his anger and aggression, he is the embodiment of innocence. While there are children who certainly can and have been broken, it takes a lot to topple them. Innocence is not, as it were, a delicate flower.

Another important factor is trust. I am raising kids who are not at the highest risk they could be, but that is because they are white and not in foster care. I need them to trust and respect me – as I need to trust and respect them. Honest and open – without restrictions open communication is essential to my having any impact on their well being as teens and young adults – or even now for that matter. Shoving a bunch of bullshit down their throats, no matter how well intentioned, runs directly counter to manifesting that needed relationship.

Finally, as ugly as reality is, it is also wonderful – filled with truly remarkable beauty. Reality is awe inspiring in a way that lies could never be. I mean what could possibly be more magical than the reality of how our universe came to be and much later, how we came to be? And what better way to accentuate that awe and wonder, that beauty that brings tears to the eyes for it’s sheer magnificence, how better to bring that into sharp relief, than to contrast it with the ugliness of reality?

Our children will encounter enough deception in life, we don’t need to be the first in line.

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Because I have just scads and scads of time…

I am rather excited to note that I have been asked to contribute an article to “Moral Relativism Magazine.” I will even get paid, though not a large amount – but given the state of my finances, any money is good money. It also affords me the opportunity to explore Daniel Finke’s writing on morality, over at Camels with Hammers, without feeling guilty about wasting time on blogs…

And now I am also preparing a presentation for a sociology class at KVCC (where I have begun my own educational journey) about atheist perspectives on death, dying, bereavement and rituals. I will have up to two hours, including a q&a. I have definitely seen and been involved in enough discussions about this topic that I am confident that I can present a fair diversity of perspectives, but I am also happy to take on more perspectives.

I would also note that as this is a typical community college in a relatively small Midwestern city, that most of the students in this class will likely have very limited, if any experience around “out” atheists. I am going to try to keep the actual presentation down to roughly an hour, so as to leave time for questions.

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Physical mental health: The language of reality

Our brains are our minds. Mental health is just as much about our physical health as our heart health, joint health – every other aspect of our health. Yet many of us still use language that would imply otherwise, for a number of reasons. Mostly we just don’t think about it and if we do, we aren’t sure what other language applies. Greta Christina has posted a request for ideas about how we might use language that doesn’t imply the mind is somehow separate from the physical self.

Ultimately this is really rather simple. When we are talking about mental health, we are talking about a health issue that isn’t generally visible. But then neither are a lot of illnesses. People with HIV, for example, tend to get sick a lot (though things are ever improving). Many of my HIV positive friends get sick often enough that they tire of always appearing to be ill. So they don’t. Unless they are actually vomiting they generally will appear reasonably healthy, if not a little pale.

When I am talking to one of those friends, I will generally mention they  are looking fairly well, before I ask about their health. The same is true of many people with certain cancers. They might like perfectly healthy – in some cases right up until shortly before they die. You can’t see the illness that is killing them – don’t even see a trace of it. Heart problems can be much the same. There are, in point of fact, a hell of a lot of illnesses we can’t see and in many cases can’t even see the least trace of – something that can’t always be said about mental illness.

I think the trick here is not to find new language to describe mental illness, rather it is to adopt the language we already use for other health concerns.

There is more than just breaking down this false dichotomy though and it also comes up in Greta’s post…Stigma. Anyone who has read my blog much is aware of my feelings about the stigmas surrounding mental illness. Stigma is fucking bigotry – period. In the context of mental illness it actually makes some people ashamed of their own fucking brain. As thought they are somehow responsible for the way their brain works. While neuroplasticity is a wholly remarkable thing, it is most remarkable in that our brains automatically take in information – a lot of it being information we are never even aware of. This is one of the forces that shapes our brains, but not in a way that we have a great deal of control over and the only one we have any control over.

When mental illness takes on the same language as any other illness, when we stop talking about mental illness as not being physical – we will not only be striking a blow at these notions of mind separate from body, we will also be striking a blow against stigma. As we consider such things in our culture, I am mentally ill and not just a little. Mental illness has had a profound and negative effect not only on my life, but also on the lives of my children – and not a positive effect. Their mother is mentally ill and is no longer a part of their lives. My sweet, dear Caleb is mentally ill and given his parentage, it is rather likely that my Daver is too.

I am not ashamed of who and what I am. For all the problems my mental illness has wrought in my life and the lives of those I care about, it is an important part of who I am. It contributes to my talents and there are a lot of things that I am good at. Caleb, for all his sporadic thinking and impulsive behavior, is fucking brilliant. He has a truly beautiful mind that it is my pleasure to witness the development of. It hurts like hell when he talks badly of himself and his assumed lack of intelligence – but it is wonderful to listen to his ideas, his thoughts and to support them. And listening to my tiny Dave managing a manipulation of numbers that is only possible because of what his older brother has taught him shines right through the pain.

I am not going to tolerate any bullshit that would make that child ashamed of his brain. I am tired – ever so tired of people I care about or come to care about, suffering brutalizing shame over how their brains work. One of the most effective tools we have for breaking down the stigmas about mental illness, is to stop treating it as something separate from other health concerns – it isn’t. For fucks sake, we can actively observe what some mental illnesses look like in the brain. It isn’t perfect, but neither is a lot of medicine. What it is is constantly improving – like all other aspects of medicine and better than some.

The best way to get away from dualistic language about mental health, one of the best tools we have for combating mental health stigmas, is to use the language we already use in describing other health problems.

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Leaving Christianity.

Posted to Yahoo Answers:

I Want To start living without religion but dont know how?

ive been christan for 16 years now and i just cannot do it anymore. i always feel like i cant live up to what any god wants me to be. i want to be free. i feel like religion is a 150 pound backpack i have to carry with me everywere i go. i feel like im always being tested by god and im sick of it. I dont want to be a member of any colt or group. i just want to be done but its hard because being raised to beleive in a god and everything in the christan bible, im afraid of going to hell or being punished for betraying god.
I want to start living for myself but i have no idea where to start. I would appreciate guidence from anyone whos already been thru this. but please dont try to convince me to start beleiveing your way. im dont with everything i just want to make my own way in life. Thank you for any advice
My response:
Before I begin, I would like to suggest that you check out exchristian.net for some support.

Hi Rob,

I spent nearly thirty years journeying through Christianity – though what I started with looked a lot different than what I finally shed. I am so very sorry that you are in this place, but it is the very same place I was just a few years ago. I cannot begin to express how wonderful it feels to finally be free of it. And you are free of it – you have made a decision, all you have to do is own it. I know that what I am suggesting is a hell of a lot easier for me to say, than for you to do – I did it myself. But it can be done and it is easier than you think.

Rob, there is no evidence that hell exists, or that there is a god for you to betray. None. You have probably had a lot of experiences that you attributed to divine intervention or God’s hand on your life. Powerful emotional experiences that “could only have come from God.” And there were probably a lot of coincidences that seemed to be inexplicable without that god. Something you might not be aware of, is that there are non-supernatural explanations for all of it. The biggest being confirmation bias. You were already predisposed to believe the god you worshiped *could* do those things, so when they happened, you assumed it was God.

The bottom line; there is not one lick of evidence that this hell me and you were taught to believe in actually exists. Nor is there a lick of actual evidence that the god we were taught to worship and believe in absolutely exists. You aren’t betraying any god by not believing. The reality is that your belief was betraying you. I doubt our experiences religion are all that similar, except for what you wrote in your question – there we definitely have a common experience. And it is precisely because we have that particular experience in common, that I am confident in the assertion that you have had an abusive relationship with religion.

Learn to accept that. It is really important to accept that.

I do not mean that you should resent people who care about you who have fostered the faith you are shedding. They haven’t ever lied to you (or at least it is unlikely they have), they have expressed what they believe absolutely. And keep in mind that according to what they believe, you are destined for eternal damnation. When they keep trying to “save” you, they are doing so because they love you. That doesn’t mean you should put up with it – you absolutely should not. You need to make it clear that you appreciate their caring for you and that you respect them for it, but that you have made a choice and they need to respect you. You may have to end relationships with people who can’t respect that and I am sorry for that. It happened to me and happens to a lot of people.

Finally, I want to make it clear that you are not fundamentally a different person. You are still Rob Stone. You don’t have to change your behavior or your values. Indeed what is so very exciting, is that you now have the freedom to be a good person without someone holding the proverbial gun to your head. Instead of behaving a certain way out of fear, you can behave that way because you think it is right to do so. You also get to own your own morality, rather than having it dictated to you. This is important, because your moral framework should be what governs your behavior when no one is looking and when you take ownership of it, it becomes a much more powerful tool.

I really wish you all the best and hope that you can find support for your decisions. It is hard and harder still, because there are few enough people out there who are going to agree with your choices. Please know that while you may not find such people outside the internet, there are a lot of us here who would appreciate the opportunity to offer what support we can.

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