I did? I was raised very strictly. The daughter of two RC parents in a rather prosperous town in northern Jersey who put away money to pay my college tuition? I, who was taken to RC mass and Sunday school every week, with white gloves on? Do you have any idea the amount of white gloves I owned? With a father who, when I became disgusted with the RCs and was too young to have a driver's license, drove me anywhere I wanted to go on a Sunday morning, saying that he was just happy that I wanted to go somewhere for religious reasons? He was happy that I was a thinker and an explorer. He was the guy who stopped me when I was walking down the driveway in a gauzy top, and told me to turn around because he could see my bra from the back and wanted to see what I looked like from the front. Fortunately the front of my top was lined and not see-through, or I would have been sent back to the house to dress decently.I was the one with my mother and aunt in Ephesus and the Vatican; St. Peter's.What a "hard" upbringing.My family had it's problems, but they were no joke. You are the joke.
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I was brought up by two massively hypocritical evangelical baptists who hid behind a massively hypocritical baptist church. By the time I was sent to live with my aunt, I hated both. Both preached anti-abortion rhetoric along with anti-catholic bullshit, among other things. That screwed up my head for awhile but luckily my agnostic aunt helped me unlearn all the hatred that was force fed me.
Fast forward in time. I sent my daughter to MPSS (Milwaukee Public School System) which I was highly dissatisfied with. By chance, I had an opportunity (through work) to buy a place up here in northern Wisconsin and went for it. I checked out the schools up here and the best were the Catholic schools. So that's where I sent my daughter....in fact, all my daughters. Catholic grade and high school. In both, you could opt out of religion classes which I did. As fate would have it however, my oldest wanted to become a Catholic, she received with my permission and blessings. I mean it was her life.
I ended up getting my degree from a Catholic university as did my oldest. I have no kick against Catholics, in fact the bulk of my friends are Catholic. One thing I never got was being judged and preached to by them or the schools. Fact is, I can count two Jesuits as good friends of mine. Unfortunately, I still have absolutely no use for the cultish evangelicals..