Anyways I remember at a certain point, not only was I going to The only choice I ever made was to be myself LGBT shirt (as a freshman in high school) but I had to go to these church functions 5–6 days a week also. So for months at a time I was interacting with lots of different people from sunup to bedtime and it was taking a lot of energy out of me. One day my pastor approached me to ask me to attend this week long church camp during the summer, I told him I didn’t want to go, so he gets my dad and my dad pulled me aside and said I didn’t have a choice. I suddenly broke down crying and started screaming to the top of my lungs in anguish. had a mental breakdown. I was so worn out by all of the functions and strict rules and no time for myself that I really hated life and everything about it. My dad and pastor could tell that my self esteem was shot, but neither of them understood how I functioned on a fundamental level, and just thought “oh well maybe she needs some new clothes.” So they came up with an idea.
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