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"Do you know the size of the ball of worry I have for you? I can't carry that around.. I have to work!"

My husband makes me laugh sometimes.. I finally get the whole religion card. It's the answer. Everyone needs an answer sometimes, to be told what to do, what is right, what will make everything okay, what will save you. Decisions are never easy, because we can't see the future.. that's what the big black book (or whatever color your particular book is.. maybe it's an album cover for some, who knows..) is for. It gives you a presumed outcome, and as long as you follow this set of guidelines, you're guaranteed to get the desired result. Some people need the answer so badly that they forget how to question.. they forget there is never only one road. This is why, globally, we're in the situation we're in, because we can't respect that different people have different answers. We're so busy trying to 'save' one another that it's killing us.. heaven must really be the bomb - everyone's dying to get in..

That's my problem with religion, with medicine, with everything.. I can't hold onto a maybe. I need more than assumptions, I need more than a lot of people ask for themselves, let alone are willing to give to someone else. Swallow these pills so I can say I've done my job, and if you don't make it, well, I'll pray for you. Fuck that.

make it easy, make this easy.. it's not as heavy as it seems..