Dear 1w2 ex-friend:
You were never really a true friend to begin with. You only befriended me because you felt sorry for me, and because "Jesus would have wanted you to comfort the lonely." Puh-leeze. That is *not* true friendship, but is a form of deception based on your religion, that I do not agree with. Heck, if you knew I'd dropped Christianity altogether, you would probably call me an immoral person. Well, I think you are a self-righteous person. You probably don't even realize how much. You say you don't judge people who question their faith, and yet when that questioning leads to deconversion, you automatically condemn the "apostate" to hell. Yeah, that's a loving thing to do: condemn a person who asked honest questions because they were seeking the truth.
You have no idea, not a single freaking clue, what my inner struggles have been like all these years. I don't think you could even begin to understand what I went through when I left my faith, cut off contact with my family as a result (and also for other reasons as well), and ultimately got sick with physical pain because my emotional state was such a mess. I left my religion for moral reasons. I didn't think a God of love would want a church where scandal and cover-up by bishops and cardinals was occurring on a mass scale. I don't think a truly loving deity would condone a faith that ca lead to OCD due to it's ritualistic nature. Your version of Christianity is very similar to the one I believed in, in that it has sacraments. I sincerely hope you never develop scrupulosity (OCD around morality, religion, religious rituals, etc). I had it for 12 years. I so desperately wanted to do the right thing, and I'm not sure that you really ever got that. Or maybe you did, but you were so preoccupied with pushing your own views onto people and trying to subtly "convert" them through "being their friend" or "being nice to them." Sorry, but being nice to me isn't going to convince me that a certain deity exists. I am familiar with these types of conversion attempts, and can see right through them.
I'm glad I don't talk to you anymore. Every time I initiated contact, you would come up with an excuse to avoid socializing with me. Yeah, you're a real great "friend". And now you're in another city, yet again, which is good for me. I don't care about your stupid missionary work and all the other ways that you try to show off "what a good person you are." Have you never heard of fucking modesty and humility? I'm sure those are virtues your faith teaches. If I told you about my loss of faith, you'd judge me for sure. But if I'm ever asked by you, for whatever reason (unlikely, as I'm avoiding you), then I'd tell the truth. I don't care if you think I'm hellbound. At least I don't impose my views onto others in the way that you can't seem to resist doing.
I am terrible at making friends. I don't think I have any real friends, to be honest. But I'd rather be alone then spend time with a judgmental, self-righteous bitch like yourself.
Please examine your actions and your life. You have no idea how blind you are to your own faults.
Sincerely,
a 1w2 who is a lot more honest than you ever will be