You are right, friend, I know. I've had this issue for quite a while and honestly it angers me that I have had pretty much all of my twenties taken from me. I stayed in the closet so long because of it, stayed in a bad marriage for way too long. It's painful and when I think of what would happen if I went back to it, it's terrifying

I'm trying to just collect all my thoughts in order to rest it, which usually helps. I'm a writer for a hobby and writing things down tends to help things seem more real?

So we have a situation where months of children's tales in a poor area roused up a religious fervor, and due to a perfect storm of weather, bad choices and mania, many people saw what they thoifht was a dancing sun and swirling colors. Everyone saw something sifferent because of the nature of the weather and light. It could be a sun dog or halo, it could be a freak occurrence of ice crystals, it could be nostly due to jist staring at the sun. and some saw nothing at all, due to any numbwr of factors like poor vision or staring through sheilded hands, blocking out any possible sundogs or halos or rainbow effects, or simply the quickly shifting clouds.

And that's a supposed miracle to the church.

To me, this sounds like a sane and logical conclusion and explanation, doesn't it? It's more likely that weather and hysteria and superstition caused many to see many thin s and some to see nothing than for a god of a disproven book to be fucking with shit