its time to tell you guys about my childhood.......... it was hard to start this post because i had blanked it from me mind for so many years , but last night i was triggered into thinking about it.
when i was younger i was a little terror. the only thing that kept my sane was the fact that i used to serve in the church, with my brother and an older friend.
i used to get on well with my brother and this older friend, so much that i used to stay over at this older friends house, normal i hear you say ......... but he was living with the vicar.
one night i was staying over when this vicar distroyed my faith in god,............
i told my older friend , and all he said was "i know". i hated him for that, he knew and did nothing. i felt ashamed.
i couldnt tell anyone, as i lived in a small village where everyone knows everyone else, and this vicar was well liked by the village people.
i blanked this for nearly 20 years, but now ive opened a box of bad thoughts and dont know how to close it again.
dec