I was raised into a way of thinking that I initially had no say in. Recent years have really gotten me thinking about whether or not it was truly right for me. Eventually, after much reasoning and self-reflection, I had decided that way of life was not for me. My parents were less than pleased. It took much courage and determination to convince them that I was not willing to accept their way of thinking in certain ways, and eventually they accepted my philosophical stance.
Raising someone to believe a certain thing about life or death before they ever have a chance to analyze it for themselves is no way to teach someone. Such a method implicates fear, and I have no room for fear, not anymore.
I can say without question that this exclusion was the most difficult decision I have ever made, though I made it wholeheartedly and truthfully. I do not regret my decision, and I feel like a much happier person and a more resilient one at that.
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