The pain of rejection

Please do not stop reading this Blog when you see this, but I was, am, and ever will be a Catholic. My father literally thinks that I am talking to Demons through my Tarot Cards. To this day there are a number of writing by the Catholic Church against Tarot Cards and other religions have the same view. I was wondering if I could be a Catholic and something more.

I grew up in a Catholic School, and received scholarships from people who would probably want me to live a Christian life, and a part of me wants to make them happy. They put their faith in me, and I should return the favor by doing something grand.

That is why I was thinking about doing a big project on fighting the stigma of menial illness for my Senior Project, but am I hurting both the stigma of menial illness and Psychics through this Blog?

I cannot help who I am. At this point in time this is who I am. I am a woman just re-diagnosed as Schizoaffective Bipolar who tried to kill herself a month after school ended this summer. My brother says it was from lack of attention, but I know it was from wanting to die. I felt I would never make it in the world, it wasn’t because of bad grades I passed everything with A’s and B’s, it was because I was so quiet. A stupid reason really, but I was on a weaker medication at the time so I wasn’t thinking right.

So I was in the Hospital, and then Mental Hospital until all the jobs were taken, and then it was to late in the summer to find a job. So I started saleing things on my Mother account on eBay.

Then suddenly I started reading up on Tarot, I had known I was psychic for a long time. So I started doing a little research, and will continue to do research.

I wonder how many people will look at the title of this Blog and just leave…