{"id":1964,"date":"2014-08-20T02:22:48","date_gmt":"2014-08-20T02:22:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thesectofthehornedgod.com\/?p=1964"},"modified":"2014-08-31T04:06:42","modified_gmt":"2014-08-31T04:06:42","slug":"my-pending-heart","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.thesectofthehornedgod.com\/?p=1964","title":{"rendered":"My Pending Heart"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>At the beginning of this year I finally did it, I listend to my heart. Taking a big step like that wasn&#8217;t easy but I did it. Now it&#8217;s august and I feel free\u00ebr, but something is bugging me deeply. Some people have tried to stop me in my tracks, but I&#8217;m not giving up. Keep moving and strike when the time is ripe I would say. But I&#8217;m l&#8217;m losing track on where I&#8217;m going with this. Okay, here we go! I grew up in a family of drinkers,\u00a0 the bad girl had risen in me when I was about 6 years of age. Now I did this behind my dads back, otherwise he would have hit me. I had a sip of my dads beer. I guess when your a child your dependant on your parents for guidence, but you sometimes look at them and say: Oh no not again. I use to be afraid that I get hit. Now we weren&#8217;t religious and my parents didn&#8217;t like the churches at all. They use to say damn those churches, all they want is your money. I remember black candles burning juring X-Mass, and I use to look at them and wonder, I asked my mother one day about it, she would say she wanted something different. When I use to go to school we had lunches that were made for us, and we use to have a silent moment for the people who were in need for prayer. I never prayed, I would fold my hands upside down so it would form a heart. I only discovered this a month ago, as I was thinking about my school days. Now that I&#8217;ve been in to Satanism for about 3 years I can finally say it was right of me to follow my heart, and love myself first. I remember moving out of my dads house and in to my own place, everything was new, well almost I actually had a few second hand stuff. But it was worth it. Now my neighbour downstairs wasn&#8217;t so keen on me, nor was he keen on the rest of the people in the building. I later discovered that there was something wrong with him, I decided to ignore him. I was busy doing my own thing, like looking for a job, I had couple of odd ones but nothing lasting. Now let me go back a little bit before I moved out of the house. I was asked to appear in a collume. I would be interviewed by a former social worker of mine (a social worker I had when I was 19). I accepted.\u00a0 Now this interview wasn&#8217;t long, it was filled with one liners. I can&#8217;t really remember what I said. But he liked it. Back living on my own I realized how importend it was to be independant, I could do what ever I wanted. I remember getting my own computer, it was liberating. Now I don&#8217;t know what I&#8217;d do without it, my bills need to get paid. I like living on my own, it&#8217;s a challenge for me. But that doesn&#8217;t mean that I don&#8217;t miss having a relationship. I need to love myself first and think about what I want. Life is about enjoying yourself, and remembering how lucky you are to be alive.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>At the beginning of this year I finally did it, I listend to my heart. Taking a big step like that wasn&#8217;t easy but I did it. Now it&#8217;s august and I feel free\u00ebr, but something is bugging me deeply. Some people have tried to stop me in my tracks, but I&#8217;m not giving up. 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