A former partner got Teh Jesus and one day came home to announce she was now “a Christian who abhors homosexuality.” I begged, pleaded and in general debased myself in hopes of saving a long-term (gay) relationship
Turns out she was actually more into mortal into a *mortal *guy who was a hardcore Christian sporting a cool “A Real Men Love Jesus” sticker on his Dodge Hemi ![]()
It damn near killed me, but if there’s one thing I’ve learned it’s not to stand between someone and whatever flying spaghetti monster he or she decides to worship (mortal or Guy-in-the-Sky thing).
Something I’ve found very useful and tried to apply in my life when relationships, jobs, and so on are done but I’m having trouble letting go all the way: https://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/anxiety-files/201409/letting-go-sunk-costs
In the meantime, I suggest you scream, punch pillows, say bad words, and have a few drinks.