It took me years to start telling my mom “no thanks” when she’d ask if she could pray for me. I was just so done with it after years of tip toeing around their religion when they don’t seem curious or willing to grow their understanding. No thanks on the prayer, no thanks on the Jesus being my friend, no thanks on the childhood full of harmful ideas being shoved down my throat (like it’s women’s fault when they’re r*ped because they didn’t believe in Jesus enough to save them).
It took me years to start telling my mom “no thanks” when she’d ask if she could pray for me. I was just so done with it after years of tip toeing around their religion when they don’t seem curious or willing to grow their understanding. No thanks on the prayer, no thanks on the Jesus being my friend, no thanks on the childhood full of harmful ideas being shoved down my throat (like it’s women’s fault when they’re r*ped because they didn’t believe in Jesus enough to save them).