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Dating for Recovering Fundies
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04-11-2012, 04:11 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-11-2012 04:13 PM by IFB No More.)
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RE: Dating for Recovering Fundies
Now I kinda remembered my love life in the past when I was younger.
My first love interest was when I was 12-13. She was an exotic, German-Romanian girl who was the head student leader. I followed her in a lot of projects she took on in a bid to impress her. She turned me down. We were both too young. I had several crushes when I was in middle school and junior high as well. To summarize them, the girls that were interested in me I did not pursue - the girls that I were interested in, were either attached or rejected me in a heartbeat. My biggest regret was me throwing my tantrum at a girl that liked me (flirted with me many times and called me cute names) when she attended a debate I was in. In my anger (I was really temperamental at that time!) I angrily cursed at anyone who interrupted me, including that girl. This was one of the biggest regrets in my youth. Then I suckered myself into the Fundyland-Baptist-Theocratic-Dictatorship in the last years of my high school. Mullah-Fundy (KJV-Only) told me I was too immature and "not a man" and that dating is unbiblical so I stopped dating throughout my remaining high school years and my 2-year stint in the military. By the time I was liberated in college, the twin-evil combinations of a heavy academic workload (thank you Computer Science!), getting out of the fishbowl, and the fact I missed Orientation Week and the first few weeks of school due to a bad leg injury caused me to miss out on acquiring a social circle - which is a must in finding a girl I like. So yes, I *did* have a love life when I was young. But due to a mixture of bad circumstances, poor self-responsibility in my part, and with Fundyland playing no small part in it - that was why I'm still single for so long. Now I understand why I come to America to study abroad for a year - to thoroughly break free from these shackles, and start life anew when I return back to my country. Too young, too immature, and now (hopefully not) too late. *sighs* An outstanding project in progress, by the Grace of God. |
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