In my journey of accepting who I am, one of my biggest hurdles I had to contend with was my religion. Mind you, I said religion, not faith. Because I have no problem with my faith. I do have a problem with my Church.
I disagree with the Catholic Church on their views regarding sex and sexuality. It’s appalling how medieval and out of touch the friars, er, I mean, the priests are with what’s really happening in the world right now. If the Philippine Catholic Church wants to remain out of touch with the rest of the world, as Bishop Bacani proudly stated in a BBC interview, then all the more I’m skipping out of the fold.
I first heard of the phrase, “Love the sinner, hate the sin” back in high school. At that time, our first-year homeroom teacher told us that’s how the Church viewed homosexuals--so long as we don’t commit homosexual acts, then homosexuals are okay. Took me almost four years to shake that idea off. Nowadays I do not see having sex with a man as a sin, and I most certainly do not hate it. In fact, I fucking love it. And so do certain priests, given the numerous sex scandals that rocked the Church in recent years.
For the longest time I’ve stopped going to Mass. But I still identify myself as “Roman Catholic,” especially in official documentation. It’s time I put a stop to that.