I used to believe that
if you didn’t claim that Jesus Christ was your personal Lord and Savior, then
you would go to Hell.
I used to believe in Heaven and Hell.
I used to believe that everything in the Bible is true.
I used to believe that Jesus was this unknowable,
mysterious, cranky, self-sacrificing man. Now I believe that Jesus is my wise,
sassy, loving, gay brother.
I used to believe that my parents were terrible parents. Now
I believe they did the best they could.
I used to believe that people who love cats were idiots. Now
I believe they are simply misguided.
I used to believe that I would be best friends with my
college housemate for ever and ever.
I used to believe that marriage is a trap and not for me. Now
I believe that you make marriage any way you want it to be.
I used to believe that eating low fat/high carbs was good
for me. Now I believe in eating low on the food chain, mostly plants, not too
much. And some chocolate.
I used to believe it was wrong to be gay.
I used to believe that you should never tell anyone you
color your hair.
I used to believe that I should do everything my doctor told
me to do.
I used to believe that my way was the best way to do
anything.
I used to believe that three for a dollar meant you had to
buy three.
