So today 2 memories are haunting me.

#1: "Your father knew exactly what you were & that's why he left."
From boyfriend, after the aforementioned smacking around after the "details" comment.

#2: "Those of us who believe in god know we'll see her again someday."
From father, after being told about the death of my Grandmother. His FIRST FUCKING COMMENT, no less.

I'll dismiss #1 as stupid. I was 8 when my Mom & father divorced. My father has had minimal interest in my life since, & has met his grandchildren twice in 6 years. None of this stops him from having significantly more to do with my sister's life. I should point out that I am an Atheist, & that my father & sister are christians. My father once told me that my sister has nothing to do with me due to religious beliefs. Apparently the same holds true for him.

#2. #2 is one of the many reasons in my "Why I Don't Worship an Invisible Man" arsenal. Not only is it possibly the WORST time to attempt to convert someone, but using MY GRIEF to attempt to change my personal beliefs is not only fucking cowardly, it's EVIL. Yes xtians, for as EVIL as you think I am, I have NEVER NOT ONCE attempted to undermine a person's sense of self in the depths of grief by using that loss to say "I know you're praying to god for comfort right now, but you can take that & $1 and buy a fucking canned coke."

So to my father, to my ex father in law, to every single goddamn individual who thinks that their way of thinking is so goddamn superior that they tried to make me somehow feel worse for not believing in THEIR GOD..."When you get to heaven may the devil be your judge."