Sirius

Catholic Trans man. 23. Tx, USA who knows, we will see what this turns into.

[michaeldoesreligion]

I made a 15+ discord server for LGBTQIA+ Catholics. It's a safe space for those who have been practicing the faith for a long time, just starting out or are not yer sure of their faith! Some of the things included are

• Saint of the Day and Verse of the Day channels for discussion and contemplation

• A space to discuss queerness in relation to faith

• A prayer request channel

• Color roles!!

If you would like the link, please DM me and join our community!!

[catchymemes]

[dutifullyfreewolf]

In preparation for Lent I decided to make a wallpaper for my phone. I’ve felt a connection to the crown of thorns, the Eucharist/adoration, and the quote from mass. Together I think they fit the spirit of Lent. Humbling ourselves before the Lord for 40 days in waiting for his sorrowful passion and the gift of his resurrection.

[dutifullyfreewolf]

When you’re trying to read the rest of the Bible by Easter, but then don’t front for like a week, and you actually want to remember what you read. Great. Thanks. /s

[dutifullyfreewolf]

Prayer Request: today is the start of my first semester back in college after over a year break for medial reasons. Please pray that I can have a good and productive semester, and that my health stays well for the entire semester.

[dutifullyfreewolf]

Large pocket altar pt.1

I wanted to show off the pocket altar I’m working on, it’s bigger than an actual “pocket sized” altar it very much fits in a bag but I wanted it to fit my prayer cards in the frames.

It’s my first hand sewing project and it’s like 90% done. It has a pocket at the bottom that hold a small prayer book, and a rosary, then the frames can hold prayer cards that I can take in and out, the charms in the middle include a Celtic cross, St. Patrick, St. Dymphna, St. Cecilia (my patron saint), St. Michael the Archangel, St. Teresa of Ávila, and a Miraculous Metal. The frames have the Sacred Heart of Jesus, St. Michael the Archangel, Our Lady of Guadeloupe, and St. Thérèse of Lisieux. The cord on the outside to help keep it together is the liturgical colors of the year.

I still need to put ribbon around the edges so they don’t fray but that’s gonna have to be something my boyfriend helps me with.

[dutifullyfreewolf]

Welp, that didn’t last long. Okay, here we go again. Still probably not going to post often but it is what it is.

Hi I’m Sirius. I’m catholic, and queer. I’ve been in a very happy loving relationship for just over two years now. I love DnD , photography, music, reading, and journaling. I still don’t know what I want this blog to be so I guess we are going to find out together. Right now a lot of it is going to be about my faith, and maybe school because that’s just the chapter of life that I’m in right now. I also have DID so that will likely come up as well.

Here’s a bit of my faith journey, shortened… as well as I could -it’s still really long (TW: homophobia, mental health, neglect) :

So I was born and raised in the same city I still live in today, going to the same Catholic Church my whole life from the time I was born till about 21 years old. I received all my sacraments there, grew up in faith formation classes, and VBS, and the children choir. Being an only child with emotionally distant parents being taught how to be an adult before being allowed to be a child meant church was home to me. I got to be my age and hang out with friends. I went to mass and understood it to the level of a child, be nice to others, Jesus loves you, ect.

Then, when I was starting middle school I realized I was queer. And with that learned that the church, the south, and conservatives don’t really like that. So I started to distance myself from my family and my church because I knew they wouldn’t accept me and I wanted to minimize the pain when I finally came out. I still participated in church and was probably one of the most active kids in the parish just because I wanted an excuse to hang out with friends and get out of the house. But I didn’t really have my own personal faith for a few years.

When I reached High school not much had changed, except for the fact that I was finally old enough to go on the church’s high school mission trip over the summer. I might not have had a lot of faith but I still loved helping the community and being able to makes peoples day better. So the summer after freshman year I went on the mission trip. And while I was there I had a life changing experience during adoration that flung me head first back into my faith.

For the rest of high school and the start of college I was doing as much as I could in my church and really paying attention to my faith for the first time. Still at the same church I’d grown up at a lot of my faith was rooted in community. In the comfort of familiar surroundings and people. I didn’t have much of a personal relationship with God but I tried here and there, with not much sticking other than Adoration and Music. I was doing so much, looking back now I was very much a Martha doing everything I can for the church and the dioceses at my age.

Then, a bit over two years ago I meet my amazing boyfriend. He is absolutely wonderful and one of the best things to ever happen to me. Unfortunately, I had told someone I thought I could trust with the information that we had started dating. They went and told one of the leaders of the church. I then had a closed door conversation with them where they gave me an ultimatum, either break up with my boyfriend, or never volunteer and help out at church again. It sucked the breath out of me. As we were talking a knew in my heart that I wasn’t meant to leave my boyfriend. So I did what I never thought I could do, and walked out of my Home, my church, not knowing if I would ever come back.

I still loved that church and didn’t hold anything against any of the priests or people there other than the leader who I had that conversation with. I knew they didn’t tell anyone who worked with them of that conversation because I continued to get emails asking for my help with different events that I would in the past. So to the rest of the church I just disappeared one day.

Surprising to probably no one, I struggled with my faith for a long time after that. I knew I wasn’t done with my faith, but I remember praying to God, to watch over me and to wait. That I wasn’t leaving his path but sitting down and taking a break for a while. I knew I would come back I was just so hurt and tired and everything about my faith was triggering so I didn’t know when I would come back, but I needed time to heal.

I tried about a year ago to go back to church, to the one I had missed since the day I walked out of its doors. I thought I was ready, I had started working on my personal faith and relationship with God again. I was hesitant but excited to be back and just in time for Lent. So I went to daily mass and half way through I saw the leader who kicked me out. I immediately started to have a panic attack and realized that as long as I was planning on going to that church, and they still worked there I wouldn’t be able to truly enjoy mass. I would always be on edge and that’s not what God wants, he wants peace.

It wasn’t till about 8 months later (around 4 months ago) that I found another church in a different diocese to go to. I love it there, they have nearly perpetual Adoration and going there brought me so much peace. This church is an hour away from where I live so I don’t get to go often which sucks but I go when I can. I have been working on my personal faith and have committed to God that I am ready to stand back up and continue to follow on his path. That I will probably have to start slowly but I only want to go where He leads me.

And the best and recent part of my story is still unfolding. For the first time in many months I checked my home parish’s website and the leader who kicked me out seems to no longer work for the church. They are no longer on any of the staff pages, and while I’ve been doing livestream daily masses the past few days I haven’t seen them. So soon I will try to go to daily mass in person, and if I can confirm that they are no longer regularly attending then I will be able to go back Home with no fear. Which will be amazing, as it is much much closer to my house than the hour drive to the new church.

Anyway, pray for me as I continue to find sure footing in my path with God. And for my ability to return to my Home parish without any fear or anxiety.

Mary, Mother of Mercy, Pray for us.

[cripp-tid]

my synagogue was set on fire last night during Shabbat at 3:00 AM in an arsonist attack.

no one was injured, which i am extremely grateful for. they have several security cameras, so there is a suspect in custody. the details and motivation haven't been shared, but it can be reasonably assumed to be a hate crime.

this was the first synagogue established in the state, the only one that's not hours away, and certainly the largest in the area. two Torah scrolls are destroyed beyond repair, 5 are damaged. the library where children have religious school and morning Shabbat service is held has been completely burnt down, much of that section of the building that's left is covered in soot and ash. the administrative offices were also lost.

our Tree of Life, which was for important life events like bar/bat/b'nei mitzvahs, was destroyed. i was just looking at it this past Tuesday while waiting for a meeting with my rabbi. it was dozens of bronze plaques in the shape of leaves with commemorations on them placed above a trunk. there is a photo of the wreckage that makes me cry every time i look at it.

we have a rescued scroll from Nazi-era Czechoslovakia (it is thankfully unharmed). we have a Holocaust memorial garden. we have names of dead loved ones displayed. memories in and on the walls. there are so many deeply meaningful and largely irreplaceable things here.

my rabbi was out of state for the last several days. i cannot imagine how he's feeling.

im fucking pissed at the police department. they said that they would patrol the grounds more often in light of the worldwide rise in antisemitism. I have not personally seen them once. they let the only area for our community to gather be set on fire.

i am exhausted. i am angry. i am thankful it is not any worse, because it easily could have been, but tonight i am grieving that little library full of vintage Jewish books.

[its-waffle-time]

Predawn fire reduces parts of Mississippi's largest synagogue to charred ruins - Mississippi Today

A fire heavily damaged Jackson’s only synagogue before dawn Saturday – the same house of worship that was firebombed by the Ku Klux Klan in

The same Synogogue was also bombed in 1967. This is the best article I could find so far this soon after the fire.

[cripp-tid]

yes, this is my synagogue. Beth Israel Congregation was firebombed by the KKK in 1967 along with the rabbi's house because he was an outspoken supporter of civil rights for Black Americans.

here are some photos of the aftermath of the most recent fire:

I have been asked about fundraising, so I will be providing a link to donations.

Beth Israel Rebuilding Fund - Beth Israel Congregation

Please help us rebuild if you can.

[viktoronko-deactivated20260413]

I bring a "capitalism is a sin that will destroy Gods creation if we don't act against it, for the sin of greed has no end except the end of the world" vibe to the function that right winged Christians don't really like.

[ancestral-reflections]

“i asked chatgpt” well i asked Mary, Mother of God and she said to do better

[dutifullyfreewolf]

life is crazy isn't it

so a bit of a get to know me post but also just a rant because I don't expect anyone to actually see this.

hi, im Sirius i use He/Him pronouns and im done with America. I want to leave so bad. I don't feel safe here anymore, and i am genuinely scared about the next presidency starting in just a few days. the hope is to find some way out but on the scale of moving to an entirely different country I'm basically broke.

the hope is to move to ireland with my boyfriend but neither of us know how to make that jump. we both have only really travelled out of the country once and it was to Ireland. so yes that is part of why Ireland is the choice but it also just felt safe to both of us when we went (two separate trips a year apart btw, we didn't even know each other yet).

we are both disabled, queer, and living in the south. there are houses still decorated to celebrate the orange man and there is just a general uneasiness we both have just being out in public. I know if this post got any type of numbers there would be plenty of people saying to just move to a blue state, get out of the south, its easier. but we aren't sure that its really that much safer. the Right getting rid of federal protections for things and leaving it to the states will only last for so long, then they will just try to get rid of the rights on a federal level. its the natural next step, leaving it to the states just opens the door for a state to then be able to bring up their more restricted view to the federal level either through a new bill/law or case in the courts.

we've thought about going to ireland on a student visa but because of deadlines at earliest that would be for the 2026-2027 school year and that just doesn't seem soon enough. but other than that, neither of us have a job that could transfer us other there, or a resume that would make us stand out enough to be able to get a job out there. So the only other possible way for us to move over to irealnd or really most other countries would be asylum and that just feels like its not going to work. like who would believe people fleeing America of all places. we are seen as the country everyone wants to go to, or at least that's how it used to be. like when you think about someone going to be a refugee in another country you aren't really expecting two young adults from the southern united states. and we know that. that's part of why we haven't done it already.

we are just scared and don't know what to do. we really do fear for our lives, we are constantly scared of getting hate crimed , or of more of our rights being on the line. we don't even know if we will be able to get married. and everyone around us (family) is just acting like everything is fine. my parents voted for the man so that not a shocker there but my boyfriend's family didn't and they keep downplaying how much this could affect us and his family as a whole.

i just want to be able to get us to safety, to a place where we can feel safe or at least safer than here. but every road i look down is either a dead end or unreliable. i wish things didn't go this way, but i did all that i could do, however little that actually was.

just to not be a complete and total downer here's some more facts about me i guess:

i like D&D (monk main)

I love music (i sing and play guitar, know a bit of string bass and uke, and my number 1 artist has been Hozier for like 4 or 5 years straight now)

I crochet

I like photography

I love to read (nearly finished with my first book of the year "Doctor Sleep" by Stephen King - who also happens to be my favorite author)

I have chronic migraines, depression, ptsd, adhd, and dyslexia

i did martial arts growing up and miss it dearly

I am catholic, but have been inactive in my faith for the last year due to being kicked out of my home parish, which is also miss dearly

I have been dating my boyfriend for around 13 months now, but have known that he was "the one" since about 4 months in.(which is completely stupid, i whole heartedly believed that whole "knowing they're the one" thing was BS and then this mother fucker walked into my life/pos)

Im trans (ftm), bi, demi, and poly

I love pokemon, balatro, and Mario party (the only video games i play)

well i think thats a good start.

welcome to my page i guess.