#this is anne

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THE CANADA LYNX WAS FINALLY OUT!!!

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whats up with anne and that green/red buttons coat? she wears it 4/5 times lately

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♡ 2/1/17 ♡

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“What Do You Believe In?”

I have a draft in this blog titled “What Do You Believe In?” that I wrote various months ago. I don’t remember why I wrote it in the first place, and also it ended up being very different from the letter with the same title that I wrote in my Grimoire. Like, my physical Grimoire, not my Tumblr Grimoire. 

The gist of it was “short answer: I’m not sure yet; long answer: dude, give me time! I’m figuring it out!”, because that was what I felt at the moment. The real answer, as it turns out, is that I believe in everything. Even with the skepticism that I drilled into my brain for years (when I was disillusioned and heartbroken and convinced that the universe was cold and uncaring), I will believe in anything as long as it makes me happy and it does not disrespect anyone. 

I had a minor discussion with my mother regarding beliefs, though. She asked me why I didn’t believe in her God (she’s Catholic) and why I rolled my eyes internally at the thought of Catholicism and organized religion and blah blah blah she was extremely serious about it and I was very defensive. So maybe neither of us was in a proper “discussion mode” and it was more of an “argument mode”. Dude, I don’t know. It’s been months. 

I didn’t have a very defined answer then, but I do now. And my answer is that her Catholicism never made me happy. I never felt fully comforted after praying or going to church or doing a whole Rosary. My first communion was more of an exciting thing to me because I got to wear a pretty dress and we were gonna have a big family dinner afterwards; not because... God. And also because I felt extremely pressured into it after a while. Even now, I still do, and I feel my mom’s disapproving gaze when she and my aunts and cousins sit down in a circle to pray and I step away from that (which I find especially hilarious because my atheist dad does that, there is no questioning of his beliefs. He just gets to step away and not pray - but prayer is always expected of me. Weird). 

I was always drawn to magick and witchcraft, though. They make me happy in a way that being pushed toward Catholicism never did. Maybe it’s just the fact that I chose this path, or something. (And also... I’m a lesbian and boy you have no idea how sick I am of people in this country trying to punch back on LGBTQ+ rights because ‘GoD sAiD sO’). 

So if it makes me happy, I believe in it. As long as me believing in it does not bring harm to others and doesn’t disrespect others. 

Yeah, that about sums it up.

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I started this blog and immediately abandoned it due to lack of energy. I feel guilty, man. 

Anyway, if anyone was following me - I did not die. I just got hit by a lack of motivation and a bout of depression. Sorry ‘bout that.