Happy mothers day everyone! Right. What a way to realize just how lonely and depressed a person can actually be. I went to church today, it’s been a while; my mother wanted me to go and since it’s the famous mothers day, I figured I would put up with it for one day a year. Was hell. Catholicism reminds me of a cult.

I hate towards the end, when they’re are doing the stuff with the bread, the entire church says “Although I’m not worthy to recieve you, only say the word and I shall be you.” What the hell is up with that? You’re not worthy enough to eat this “sacred bread”? What are you worthy for? Keeping the religion going, and donating money so they can spend it on engulfing more and more poor souls into their religion, and expanding their churches?

Eh, that’s one topic I don’t really want to get started on is religion; it’s so depressing and irritating. I did however ask my mother if I had to get communion, and she said yes, so I proceeded to ask her if John (her boyfriend, who also happens to be an athiest), was getting it, and she answered “no, he’s a different religion.” As if I’m not? She thinks that because I’m only 16 I am not mature enough to make decisions on my own, or she doesn’t accept me for who I am? I can’t help it if I’m not good enough for her own standards, the harder she pushes the further back I go; like a train hitting a car parked on the tracks. Smack.

Went over to my aunt’s house shortly after, only to be interrogated with questions concerning school and grades and life by other relatives who happen to be teachers. Seems I can’t catch a break, anywhere I go I am bombarded by people who can’t accept who I am. I used work as an excuse to get out of there, I left much earlier than I had to, but I badly needed to get out of there, I almost broke down crying at one point I felt so out of place, even with my own family, I can’t fit in.

I’m looking forward to work tonight, which isn’t always a usual thing. I work with Kara tonight, I believe. She’s a nice person, but hard to get along with unless you plan on and enjoy doing 98% of the work.

Just got a call from a good buddy of mine, who lives very nearby, he seen me come home, wants to hang out a little before I go to work. Maybe only the first half of the day will be bad. I’m soon to find out.

Happy parent-seperationist day.