One of the things that made it hardest for me was being teased and picked on by my family, while I wasn’t asking anything from them. I just didn’t want meat with dinner. It was nonstop anytime I showed my face, and if I spoke I was spoken over and ignored. It made me very antisocial, and I didn’t adhere to my values. Then almost twenty years later I did and I’ve gained a bunch of weight because I’m comfortable while I eat.

I believe we don’t want to face the adversity of judging the world in front of us so we ponder “god/no god” to not think about the fact that insurance literally began as a scam or that hospitals can legally extort you for all your worth and it isn’t a fair fight or that mental healthcare is least attainable to those who need it most.

No. There isn’t a decisive being weighing our souls. We weigh our own conscience, or we don’t. Shit is unfair, but you do your best. That way when you feel like shit you know you’re really trying. You can role play a big source of approval if you want, just don’t be a predator about it.