A Little Story For You

It's going to be hard for me to find someone to marry. It's going to be very hard to find someone who is better to me than Sarah Lynn, Chris, Kyra, or my family. Every guy I date WILL be compared mainly to my father, mother, brother and Sarah Lynn - since I have known them the longest and they take care of me the best.

So today I heard from a friend that another friend (can I still can her a friend? We were friends in high school, but maybe not anymore since I didn't get invited to her wedding) was talking about me. In this conversation she mentioned reading my blog and that I seem to be really down lately, and she said, "I wish Carla wouldn't depend on medication so much and would find God in her life."

It's been a really long time since I laughed this hard. Okay, so I realize she was probably talking about the anti-depressants, but fuck that, God can't help me. The chemical imbalance in my brain is not going to be fixed if I pray REALLY hard.

Now, if she's talking about all the other meds, I would like to ask "Was she born with a brain? And if so, does she still have the ability to use it?"

Right. I shouldn't get those IVs I'm going to get this weekend, and instead I should look for God. I'll look everywhere - in the closet, under the bed, in the drain trap under the bathroom sink.

Please, before you comment on my life, use your brain. Thanks.

Comments

Chris S. said…
Recently, two parents were charged with second-degree reckless homicide because all they did for their sick and dying daughter was pray for her, even though the illness was treatable. Here's a quote from an article about it:

"Family and friends had urged Dale and Leilani Neumann to get help for their daughter, but the father considered the illness 'a test of faith' and the mother never considered taking the girl to the doctor because she thought her daughter was under a 'spiritual attack,' the criminal complaint said."

Here's the full story: http://tinyurl.com/5m2yqo

It's this kind of lunacy that makes me hate religion. Whoever gives up their common sense to the judgment of religious authorities, texts, or spiritual beings is insane.

Carla, I'm going to pray for you, so you don't have to go to the hospital this weekend. I know God will cure you if I just pray. So let's just go to church on Saturday instead.

100% sarcasm brought to you by Chris.
May 2, 2008 at 4:20 PM
Hobbes said…
I'd say you can still call her a friend - invitations to weddings are not certificates of friendship.
May 2, 2008 at 6:01 PM
Anonymous said…
God won't help. He hasn't yet. Just learn to deal on your own.
May 3, 2008 at 3:11 PM
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