How to Be a Bad Person

Step 1: Be happy
Step 2: In order to follow step one, you must do things that YOU want to do
Step 3: Fight for what you believe in

First off, I should never have to explain to someone why it is that I am doing something. If I choose to go to school in pajamas, then so be it. No one should care. If I want to go to work on a bicycle instead of in a car, no one should care.

Why do we all care soo damn much about what other people are doing and their reasons for doing them?

Even I care. Here I am writing about not understanding why people ask me why I am doing whatever it is I'm doing. It's like a vicious circle.

I'll just come out with what's bothering me. Catholicism is bothering me. The religion of guilt. "You had sex, you're a bad person."
"You didn't go to church? You're a bad person."
"You like Harry Potter? You're influenced by the devil, thus making you a bad person."

Why oh why do Catholics insist on making themselves look like saints when they all have their own times when they weren't exactly a "good person"?

Today is Ash Wednesday. I didn't go to church as was assumed, and so I was questioned.

I answered, "I'm not a Catholic."

It is probably assumed that I now have the devil in me. All because I believe that I'd rather have a spiritual relationship with God instead of one that involves thousands of sacrifices and tasks that don't mean a thing because guess what? God loves us anyway.

There I said it. The truth, as I see it. I don't put ANY religion down because people were obviously made differently, but I don't think I can follow a religion that makes me feel guilty for doing one thing that I WANT to do.

Like sex. What's soo wrong about sex? Not everything that feels good is bad for you.

or Harry Potter. I just don't get that. The story revolves around love, and friendship, and yet it's the devil? Come on.

Some people need to open their eyes a little more and should question themselves a little more.

All this holy-watching is making me sick.

Does this make me a bad person? To some? Yes. To others? Maybe. To myself? Heck no.