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After 9 years of doubting religion, I finally told my very religious dad that I don't believe in what he believes.
I was making oatmeal and my dad walks in the house.
I knew he had been at church.
On sundays, my dad is always subtly trying to get my to go to church, which almost never happens.
Mind you, from 2006 to now, I don't think I can count how many times I've been to church on both hands.
On the church service for christmas, I was very adamant on not going.
I think that's what sparked his flame for trying to get me to go to church.
I'm assuming that his new year's revolution was to get me to go to church because he started talking about how I'm going to start serving god, going to church, etc.
Here's the start of the conversation with my dad.
Me: That's not my decision.
Dad: What, I don't understand.
Me: It's not my decision to serve god, go to church or do any of that stuff. Those are all your decisions not mine.
About 30min. go by and he walks into my room talking about how much god has done for him.
I have and still am VERY appreciative of the things my dad has done for me.
Each and every time he does something for me no matter how little or how big, I express my gratitude to him.
I don't think he's okay with that, he wants me to express my gratitude to god, that's not happening.
Me: You deserve the gratitude much more than god does.
Dad: Don't thank me, thank god.
By the end of the conversation, I had told him that I don't need to praise god, go to church, etc.
He said, you're old enough to make your own decisions and I'm fine with where ever those decisions lead you, but don't come back asking for my help.
After that he walks out of my room.
I don't know where to go from here.
I know in the future this conversation will be brought up again.
Who else has had to have this type of conversation with their parents?
tl;dr
Told my dad I don't believe in what he believes.
Goes on rant about how much god has done for him.
I say I'm not cool with you imposing what you believe onto my life.
Conversation ends with him saying go on whatever path in life you choose but don't come back asking for my help.
Who else has gone through this?
I was making oatmeal and my dad walks in the house.
I knew he had been at church.
On sundays, my dad is always subtly trying to get my to go to church, which almost never happens.
Mind you, from 2006 to now, I don't think I can count how many times I've been to church on both hands.
On the church service for christmas, I was very adamant on not going.
I think that's what sparked his flame for trying to get me to go to church.
I'm assuming that his new year's revolution was to get me to go to church because he started talking about how I'm going to start serving god, going to church, etc.
Here's the start of the conversation with my dad.
Me: That's not my decision.
Dad: What, I don't understand.
Me: It's not my decision to serve god, go to church or do any of that stuff. Those are all your decisions not mine.
About 30min. go by and he walks into my room talking about how much god has done for him.
I have and still am VERY appreciative of the things my dad has done for me.
Each and every time he does something for me no matter how little or how big, I express my gratitude to him.
I don't think he's okay with that, he wants me to express my gratitude to god, that's not happening.
Me: You deserve the gratitude much more than god does.
Dad: Don't thank me, thank god.
By the end of the conversation, I had told him that I don't need to praise god, go to church, etc.
He said, you're old enough to make your own decisions and I'm fine with where ever those decisions lead you, but don't come back asking for my help.
After that he walks out of my room.
I don't know where to go from here.
I know in the future this conversation will be brought up again.
Who else has had to have this type of conversation with their parents?
tl;dr
Told my dad I don't believe in what he believes.
Goes on rant about how much god has done for him.
I say I'm not cool with you imposing what you believe onto my life.
Conversation ends with him saying go on whatever path in life you choose but don't come back asking for my help.
Who else has gone through this?