My favorite parts from the first chapter of my story ‘Rinse. Repeat.’
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“He had tried everything. Praying, begging, pleading, but the thoughts presisted, a constant voice reminding him of the truth, the truth he was to afraid to admit.
He didn’t want to disappoint his family, God, he was terrified of what would happen if he admitted it, even just to himself, so he didn’t, he pushed it away as much as he could and just prayed”
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“It wasn’t normal. He wasn’t normal. But that was the one thing he craved, to be normal, he wanted to love a women how he was supposed to, the way he was Made to, and he made himself even if, deep down he didn’t believe it”
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“But he started to give up, started to question ‘God do you love me?’ ”
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“That’s one thing he didn’t understand, the judgement.
Why would his parents tell him to be on his best behavior, tell him what to say and what not to say?
Wasn’t judgement a sin?”
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“But no one knew.
No one knew that he was a sinner.
That he had the desire to love a man the way he was supposed to-made to love a woman”
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RELIGIOUS TRAUMA MIKE WHEELER WOOHOO!!!!! (I project a lot in this fic)
Here is the summary I wrote on ap3
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He had tried everything. Praying, begging, pleading, but the thoughts presisted, a constant voice reminding him of the truth, the truth he was to afraid to admit.’
Or
Mike wheeler has internalized homophobia, religious trauma and needs a break, but I’m not giving him one.
Or
Me kinda projecting and wanting to write angst.
(I’m only promoting this bcs it’s the one fic I so far really like)