I find that my best writing happens within those hours. It is, after all, the witching hour.

Most of it, specifically the not being strictly “Christian” anymore and the being queer/nonbinary.

I remember when Coca Cola had a coffee flavor thing going on, I quite enjoyed that. Yes, I realize it sounds gross, but it was surprisingly refreshing.

Ooh, I once mixed Captain Morgan Coconut Rum with pineapple Fanta and the result was quite refreshing!

Grape soda and chocolate ice cream float.

I was homeschooled until age 15, then I was placed with a Christian homeschooling group that met in an elderly woman’s home. Now, at 24, I’m still working toward earning my GED.

While I accept that there may be situations where homeschooling is necessary, I believe it should be heavily regulated. Ideally, a private school would be a much better option.

I was more or less a social outcast, and I got bullied by other students. We eventually moved to a setup where schooling took place in a rented church hall when things truly hit the fan. The head “teacher’s” secretary’s son once accosted me in the bathroom. When I reported it, I was reprimanded and threatened with bad grades.

It was a creationist program using PACE—Packets of Accelerated Christian Education—with the Bible as its core curriculum. We did eventually get a new Physics teacher who would occasionally try to sprinkle in tidbits of common sense, which was nice.

All in all, it was a total waste. Who would’ve thought that telling a kid they’re going to burn in Hell for not understanding a math problem would mess them up?

TL;DR: Homeschooling isn’t a solution.

Yes, I did. https://lemmy.ml/c/Episcopalian

it’s done!

Ouch. I had a sciatica flare up when I got up to use the bathroom one night, ended up falling backwards and putting a hole in the wall…

Oh, good Lord. Some people are just too damn jittery.

This connect deserves a ⭐, just because 😊

I’m ChristoPagan, does that count?

There’s also a chance I’ll add a community on Matrix or similar if people are interested. Honestly, I just wanted to contribute something, and try to do something better than what Reddit had to offer. (Which was a whole load in and of itself)

Oh, thank you, I fixed it!

Well that’s horrifying…

They were supposed to open up the little hamster to watch his tiny heart beat inside its cracked ribcage.

Uh, I’m sorry, what?

You, Sir/Madam, should be awarded a Grammy for this stunning story.

Such an oddly specific situation… Welp, I’m entertained either way!

Could be worse, I’m intersex. I’d be totally alone, except for, like, maybe other intersex people?

Mine apparently does. I can apparently will myself to wake up at a given time, or at least relatively close.