Officially, Mardi Gras.

We celebrated with a King Cake, and that is about all, really. We do not know much about the history of Mardi Gras, except a little about various Krewes and such. The cake was good, and it added something for an otherwise dull day. Tomorrow will be Ash Wednesday. I am not certain if I want to participate. It seems too much like incidents from before. The entire correlation between the abuse and what is done within the church is haunting, to say the least. Communion, for example, kneeling to pray, prayers said aloud, the constant physical contact...not only triggering, but it actually causes me to become angry. Why must others always touch? Simply because people are gathered in a church in the name of God does not mean that it gives one the exclusive right to fucking start pawing us.

Well...I suppose we have much thinking to do, in regards to all this.