Don’t know and don’t care! -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
Author: Preacher's Daughter
I'm a preacher's daughter trying to let go of my past so I can move on to be great! Every time I get going in life and business I come to a halt. I have to let this out to be free and possibly help others find their freedom.
I'm not doing this to give my dad or anyone else a bad name, so I don't mention any names. Not even my own. I hope you find my unfiltered life useful in someway.
Death of Father’s Day
Father’s Day died a long time ago for me. How can you celebrate someone that’s physically abusive and says horrible things to you?
I see all these great fathers and wish one of them were mine. I want something that I don’t and will never have. So Father’s Day is dead. -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
Christian? Saved?
Yep my fathers a pastor of a church. Yep my mom is a preacher/minister. Yep I was raised in a strict household. Nope I absolutely do not believe in the same things I did when I was growing up.
Life is so much more than Christianity and whether a person is “saved” or not. I’ve heard people put so much emphasis on being a “Holy Ghost filled, tongue talkin Christian” like that’s the only type of person they can associate with. This is stupid.
After everything I’ve experienced with Christianity, I no longer call myself that. I believe in God and I respect religion, but I will never be religious again. -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
Thinkin about him…
Yea I said it. I’ve been thinking about him lately. I wish our relationship would work out, but it takes two. I’ve been through too much shit with him to just let him in. Nah I don’t want to talk to him. Nah I don’t want to write him. I’ll just think about some good times and try not allow them to lead to bad ones… but they normally do. The good times never lasted. It always went from good to bad, sometimes before we left the damn driveway. -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
Who is this girl I love to hate
It’s easier to express myself to something that doesn’t talk back. I just want to say whatever I feel like saying. Today I need to talk about me. This girl who I use to be proud of. I ran out of patience for myself. Well damnit no more pity parties. Get your shit together. Wipe away those tears and get yo ass up and do whatever it is you need to do so you can love yourself again. You can do it! Believe in who you are and make this shit happen! -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
Wish it wasn’t you (Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt #spoileralert)
Sometimes I wish it wasn’t you that I talk about in my writings. I want to feel sorry for you sometimes and other times… I just don’t care. So I wrestle with myself about finishing this book. I’m not even sure you would read it. But I want you to understand me better. Why do I care? I guess this is my last hope of getting through to you, but then I think, I can’t change anyone… you have to want to change.
What’s the point of putting the book out if you’re not going to read it. Episode 13 of season 3 Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt, Kimmy realized she didn’t have to tell her story if she didn’t want to. Talking to the philosophy professor he basically tells her to do what makes her happy. She didn’t need to feel like she needed to save the world. She just needed to do what was best for her… -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
She’s there… the improved old me
When I look, I can see her. She’s there. I can see through myself to the person who I use to know. The person I was proud of. The person other people wanted to know. If I look hard enough I can see her. But if I don’t look hard, I see who she’s become. The complacent, overweight, scared and scarred girl who’s having problems becoming a woman is what’s outside. It’s troubling. Hopefully temporary. I can’t stay like this forever. I crave success. I can see it, feel it, taste it, hear it, smell it. What the fuck am I missing to get it. I need to get who I was back, but better. –RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
“Beat my ass for the cause of Christ”
“Beat my ass for the cause of Christ”- that’s what it seems like you’re saying…
I guess it’s ok for you to stay with a man that beats the hell out of you and your kids because it’s for the “cause of Christ”. That’s what “Jesus” would want you to do right? Jesus doesn’t believe in divorce, so let him beat you and your kids ass until they get grown and resent you for staying. “Why you let us go though this?” Let him beat your ass until he kills one or all of you. Protect him because he’s “the man of God”. This man was called of God, so you can’t say anything against him.
This is all bullshit! Leave his ass immediately -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
Go in the trash damnit!
Like I’m tossing some shit in the trash can and miss, pick it up, miss, pick it up again, miss. SHIT!!! I feel like I’m aiming right but I’m going around, over, or coming short of the goal.
All I want to do is fucking throw it away.
Throw away all the fuckery that keeps me down, holds me back, makes me sick, breaks me out, makes me depressed, has me overwhelmed and stressed the fuck out. -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
Dear Life
Dear Life,I thought you’d be more kind, more loving, more giving. I’ve given my health, my money, my energy, my smiles, my comfort, my time, my creativity. I’ve tried to give you the best part of me, but that got me here, at a crossroad.
I think I’ve been here before. Maybe I’ve been here for years and never left. Maybe when I got here I set up camp and chose to stay. Afraid of choosing the left or right. The red or blue. Both so extreme. Both so different. Both me. One safe and predictable. The other risky and unforeseeable, but intriguing.
I’ve already chosen. I chose my destiny a long time ago. Even when my parents drilled their ideals, I’ve always had my own.
So Life, now that you’ve awakened the dragon inside and I realized the shit I’m go through is just part of the ride, let’s do this shit. -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
Reality Of A Preacher's Daughter 