Hi, I’m Kayani!
サマーランド・カヤ
I’m an aspiring creative—music, comics, writing—and semi-people loving introvert—though I have a limit to how long I can be social. I enjoy reading, writing, conversing, drawing and sometimes just the quiet of the moment.
I do not want to be around religious people, but it’s the only people I seem to attract! I’m like a magnet for people who want to give me their prayers, and support; regardless of if I want it or not. I’m generally perky and optimistic but I do have my lows, and I’m generally in pain 90% of the time due to my disabilities and years. Can you love someone with disabilities w/o trying to fix them?
My brush with religion is two fold, family faith and an abusive sibling.
My family raised me christian—though it was largely my siblings who “raised” me—and we attended church regularly. I never cared for it and just wanted to go home every time.
When I turned 14 I experimented with my sexuality—via art—I’d keep it hidden and not tell anyone. This was around the same time my older brother became abusive. Violent attacks, harassment, threats to me, and my christian family just stood by and let it all happen. He was a devout old testament christian, and although he wasn’t college educated, he was manipulative and clever.
From the time I was 14 until I was 23 it lasted, and my family still did nothing at large; it’s a lot more than that but I’d rather you ask me. Anywho, somewhere in all of this I studied history—more than what was taught to me—and I found a strong correlation between slavery christianity and black indoctrination; and I will have no part in this. After everything I went through, I’ll have nothing to do with religion