the blog of a disabled mother who likes to game, and "get in the pit"
I may not consider myself a member of The Satanic Temple any more, but this doesn’t mean that I disrespect Satanists or people who are part of different covens, groups, or religions within it. I also find videos like these useful, especially as they relate to linking to other people to answer any basic questions that they may have.
Apparently this is Holy Week, and Easter is coming up this Sunday. I knew the bit about Easter coming up because I bought the kids Easter baskets, complete with stuffed Peep toys (that they’ll love), but I don’t know about any of the Christian lore that precedes it or follows it — one of the few things that my parents did right was not raise me as a member of or surrounded by any religion at all, even though I was one of the only ones of my peers going through elementary school and at that age level that had nothing to do with any religion. But that does remind me of something that I haven’t touched on here — Bub’s grandmother gave me their family Bible when she was attempting to force me through RCIA, back when she was literally making me attend Mass with their family and I “had no choice in the matter”, explaining why I brought my PSP with me and played it on silent while I was relegated to the cry room due to my asthma, refusing to listen to or even watch a single thing that had to do with any of the six months worth of Masses that I attended. She also gave me some children’s books on how to approach Mass and what went on during Mass (I didn’t even stand with them when the rest of the congregation stood for various parts of it, even in the cry room), and she refused to take all of these things back even after I quit RCIA and stopped attending Mass with them. I sought counsel from law enforcement as to how long I had to hold onto these things before they were legally considered abandoned, that way I didn’t get in any legal trouble for disposing of them before that point. Once that point in time had well and truly passed, though, I threw everything I had been given by my son’s father’s family in the trash. I had, and have, absolutely no need for any of it at all.
I also threw away, and had replaced, the jewelry box that he got me as well, because I felt like it was not gotten with good intentions (I’ll go into further detail on this at a later point in my blog, extrapolating it). I had the necklace that he bought me replaced with some kind of… more hypoallergenic alloy, seeing as how it had irreparably broke to begin with, with the intention of giving it to Bub when he gets older if he wants a keepsake of mine or something that reflects his heritage. I’ve honestly never done jewelry that well though.
After giving it a lot of thought, I’ve decided to join the Coven of Satan (and Queer Satanists) rather than affiliate with The Satanic Temple. There were certain things about The Satanic Temple that did not sit well with me, although I continue to like the work that Shiva Honey does within The Satanic Temple. It’s all really confusing. However, I feel like it’s the best thing for me to do right now — my values align with the Coven of Satan and Queer Satanists more than they do The Satanic Temple, so it only seems fitting and right that I affiliate myself with the coven (or group, or temple) that best fits those values. I think I’ll keep the flag that I have for The Satanic Temple in my room and the certificate that says that I am a member, but over time I may cover those up with Coven of Satan stuff. It all depends. I need to check their shop out sometime, heh.
And as for my birthday, which is coming up, all I want is Etsy gift cards. I want kandi bracelets and perler necklaces. I’m finally living the life that I want to live and dressing how I want to dress (as when my mother bought me clothes and jewelry, it was never anything that I could actually wear, and it was apparent that she was dressing the daughter that she didn’t have because I was not and never would be that person).