“I demand freedom to those who condemn me.”

They have no right to judge me. Whenever I go to mass, people always stare at me like I have leprosy or something. Even though I can’t see what is on their mind, I can feel the hate and hideous stares like they are insisting me to leave the house of God.  

Maybe because of the way I dress? You see, I like rugged style dresses because I want to show my identity to society. Yet, people always condemn me because of it.  I just want to shout at their faces saying “mind your own business!” But I never do it because I am agoraphobic; I don’t socialize at all.

I perceived them as users of God, because they tend to devote themselves to God, but they don’t know the value of kindness. Yes, I admit that I am a sinner, I am not faithful to my boyfriend, I am a fornicator but I do believe in God and I know that you must not condemn and judge other people by the way they look or what they are in society.

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