I went to church today because it was Easter. Going to any rejecting place makes me depressed, especially church. I have come to view God as a dumping ground, people who can’t afford expensive mental health treatments that have actually been scientifically proven to help shove religion down your throat. It’s cheap! And it makes extravagant promises. They figure, this guy doesn’t have any real friends, let’s get him an imaginary one. The problem is it doesn’t work for me and a lot of people. But when it doesn’t work we shoulder the blame. We didn’t have enough faith or joy or were “sinning” too much. It really calls into question the efficacy of a treatment when personal attacks are used against those upon whom it fails.