I'm waiting and fading and floating away.

I’m starting to hate the way I can watch as Christianity, or “religious-osity” if you will, crushes the spirits of so many people. Like we’ve all been forced into some ideal mold, and if we don’t fit that carbon-copy, cookie-cutter shape, we’re damaged goods. Not good enough. The more I witness this behavior, the more it breaks my heart, and the more excited I am about distancing myself from this aspect of the world for a while. I can’t handle it. I can’t sit idly by and watch people get hurt by “love.” There is no correlation between the idea and what is shown.