A couple of blogs ago I talked about my new found faith in God, well I suppose it wasn’t new found, I just tried to convince myself back then that I didn’t believe in Him. On to the point, the other day my one brother called me to inform me about this one New Age shop. He and his girlfriend have recently gotten into all things New Age, and they wanted to find a new interesting store, so they found this one. The owner of the store was telling my brother how they’re starting to do all these new classes and they would like to film them so they could put them on their website. My brother, thinking of me, told her (well I presume it was a woman) how his little sister, me, is planning on going to college for film. Long of the short of it is on Monday my brother and I are possibly going over there so I can talk to them myself about everything, my brother also is doing some work for them too.
Sigh, what’s getting me honestly really depressed, is just the way I used to be. If my brother told me about this two years ago I would have leapt for joy, I was so interested in all stuff. I still am, however like I said in my other blog I don’t think badly about Wicca or any other Pagan religion it’s just that I didn’t have good experiences with it personally. And I know that New Age doesn’t automatically mean ‘Wiccan’ but the store is Wiccan based, I looked it up.
I don’t want the people there to try to convert me that is of course if they found I wasn’t Pagan. Again, sigh, I don’t know if I’m overacting to this, but it still scares me. I don’t want to go back to the way I was. I like the way I am now, for once.
