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one-time-i-dreamt · 2 years
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Obsessed with the fact that one of the bigots from Girl Defined is trying to rebrand her social media to sell courses on how to make courses allegedly (for $2k, no less) and is also allegedly "heavily inspiring herself" with other people's content and she shared this IG story about somebody who made a parody of her account
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Which is, by the way, completely fine and allowed by Instagram's ToS and now she has caused said parody account to get extra attention and notice from others and it went from 14 followers to 600 in less than a day
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And she is big mad about it and it even appeared first in the search bar for me, in front of her own account
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sheworksshart > sheworkssmart
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coppertophomegurl · 1 year
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Me, watching 3 out of 6 kids in my family come out as queer/trans/nonbinary after my conservative mormon parents indoctrinated and homeschooled us for 18 years to "protect us from the dangerous influences of the world."
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underhisplumbob · 14 days
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Hello everyone, it's so nice to see that my ministry is growing 😊😉 so i thought i should do an intro post to get to know all you ladies!
My name is Dina Colbert and my handsome husband is Hayes Colbert, we have two beautiful twin babies: Huxton and Hadleigh and have just moved to Brindleton Bay (if you know any good churches lmk 🙌🏼). Hubby has his own business (something with computers i never understand it 😂😂) and I'm a stay at home mother to our handsome Hux and beautiful Hadleigh.
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Hayes and I have been married for almost three years now, we met at a club 😖 while I was at university, Hayes was there hanging out tracts and I had just found out my boyfriend at the time was cheating on me with my own sister ! (the depravity of a worldly life 😢).
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Hayes was the perfect gentleman, he stayed with me the entire night and invited me to his church the next day; it was love at first sight. We courted for a few months, Hayes was understandably worried about marrying a worldly woman but I quickly proved my love for the Lord and him. Now we live together, raising our children and any other children He sees fit to bless us with, under His plumbob.
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contac · 2 years
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zombiesun · 1 year
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it frustrates me how people are so dismissive of the mental state of people born in isolated fundamentalist communities. like the brainwashing that happens from such a young age is unreal. your media, the people you engage with, your general relationship with the "outside world" is all filtered through the beliefs of your commune and religious leader. it took years for me to deprogram myself but before that I had a lot of incredibly fucked up beliefs and thought patterns based on the people who raised me. I'm a success story only because of my accidental exposure to people who challenged those perceptions. people need to have more empathy for people who weren't so lucky
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dirtyheathencommie · 1 year
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MY FIRST PRIDE PROTEST
My first Pride was when I was 14 years old. I was in love with my best friend who lived down the street. I’d known her since I was 6 months old, and couldn’t imagine a life without her. It wouldn’t be until years later that I began to understand that my feelings of “indescribable friendship” were actually a different thing entirely.
At 14 years old, I didn’t know what Pride was. I’d never seen a parade that wasn’t put on by my church. As a fundamentalist, I didn’t know what a gay person was, what sex really was*, didn’t know anyone outside of my church, and couldn’t even do basic math. Housewives don’t need math. Girls who don’t go to school don’t get tainted. Girls who don’t go to school make impeccable wives, which is god’s ultimate purpose for a woman.
At 14 years old, I didn’t know I was going to Pride or what Pride was or that I was queer. I simply piled into a van with other little kids in ankle length khaki skirts and polos buttoned up to the very top. We drove to the nearest big city, which I loved. There was so much life in the city, and I’d seen very little of it. As we approached downtown, over the thumping bass that made me feel like I was inside of a beating heart, the parent behind the wheel addressed their young passengers.
“We’re here to protest pedophiles. Don’t look them in their eyes.”
So we filed out of the van and grabbed our posters, covered in made up words that I didn’t understand. We walked to the nearest corner, opened a few folding chairs and set up shop. I’d never accompanied my church to a protest before, but the elder said the children needed to attend just this one. After all, we’re protesting pedophiles.
*An important side note on not knowing what sex really was. I didn’t know exactly what was happening with the men in leadership in my church, or why I was being punished the way I was. It was sex, but it was different than what I expected and I’d decided sex was too painful to be all that important. A year in the future, I’d turn them in for sexual abuse and they’d be thrown in prison, and I’d be thrown out of the church for my indiscretion.
Suffice it to say, I hated pedophiles, but I didn’t chant because I didn’t understand the words. Eventually people surrounded us, and I was perplexed. I knew enough firsthand, intimately, about pedophiles. These people couldn’t be pedophiles. They were open, they had starshine in their eyes. They were full of color and life and love for each other. One girl tripped in her platform shoes on a curb, and a collection of her fellow beautiful weird people caught her on the way down, carefully avoiding her perfectly crafted mohawk. Their kindness made them good, and I knew that I’d been lied to.
In her compromised state, leaning backwards over the curb, she spotted us. It felt like she spotted me, and my cheeks flushed. Her eyes steeled in determination, she grabbed the woman next to her and kissed her with a passion I’d never conceptualized before.
I burst into tears and went back to the van. I sat alone in the hot car, drawing a unicorn in the dust on the window. The colorful people were good and I’d called them what, to me, was the worst thing in the world. I didn’t want to be the khaki alien with the angry sign. I wanted to be beautiful. I wanted to have eyes full of starshine. Mostly, I wanted to be kissed by a girl. To me, it seemed like the closest to touching god I could ever get.
Years later, I know what the signs said. I’ve exposed my church. I went through unsuccessful conversion therapy. I know what it means to be queer and in love and see in blinding technicolor. I’ve loved and lost in the subsequent decade. The indoctrination broke down slowly, so now there’s only echoes where the screaming used to be.
But I’ve never quite made it back to Pride.
I think I couldn’t bear it. I’d be full of guilt for those signs, for just being a cog in the machine hurting, hating, endangering the lives of people like me. I think I’d end up stuck in the hot car, painting unicorns on the window, and daydreaming about the platforms, the glittering eyes, the curb, and the perfect kiss.
Just wishing, still, that one day that girl could be me.
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You know what happened when I left the church? Christianity too, but especially the church?
I stopped giving a fuck.
I cared so damn much about how I was perceived, if my shirt looked okay, if my outfit was appropriate, how much color I was wearing, what music I listened to, what books I read (in public), what I ate for lunch, how I spoke, what I was interested in, what my favorite movie was, and the list continues.
And for context, I lived and worked in a Christian environment for years.
And then I left.
And I stopped giving a fuck.
Who cares what I’m wearing and what I like and what music I’m listening to and what I’m eating and how I speak? Who CARES??
If I’m not hurting myself or others, I can do whatever I want.
Christianity, especially more fundie/evangelical strains, are SUPER judgmental. It’s a pool of unwanted perception and you are being evaluated at all times.
Leaving was like coming up for air and realizing that I can do and wear and enjoy whatever. The. Fuck. I. Want.
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fundiepredictions · 3 months
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What happend in january
An overview of all the things that happend in january 2024.
Josiah was born to John&Esther Shrader (Keller)
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thefundiesaga · 14 days
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@TheNaylorFam
We've got a secret can you guess what it is ?
Babies Naylor coming soon !
We are thankful to the watcher that soon our little house will welcome four tiny feet inside . We are doubly blessed as the watcher has seen fit to bless us ! We are excitingly getting our house ready for our children to be borne . I plan to have a homebirth , given my age and this being my FIRST pregnancy it can only be good . We haven't found out the gender of our children but we are looking at baby name books as we speak. We haven't decided if we should do a name theme . Comment below what you think we should do !
I just love fulfilling my role as a goldy woman that welcomes the gift of motherhood and embracing feminine clothing and dressing like a lady. If I ever have a daughter I WILL instill these values . I love making my sweet husband meals and sharing my time with him but I'll be honest the first few weeks were TOUGH . I was so use to doing things my way and I didn't take his opinion into con sideration. Remember ladies marriage is hard but it is our watcherful duty to submit to our husband.
We have plenty of room in our little house we have met of few of our neighbors and LUCKILY they are also followers of the watcher! How quaint ! If only our little town was full of believers and we could built a paradise in the watchers image ! Follow along as we near closer to welcoming our sweet babes ! Blessing to you and prayer to the sinful!
Renee Naylor
AN: That whole idea of building a paradise is giving me mega cult vibes 💀. But also expect this newly married and mother to be dishing out advice two seconds after birth because remember marriage is hard.
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thesnarkfamily · 6 months
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Our Wedding & Move-In Day!
It's hard to believe that just 3 months ago, I met the love of my love life! How we met is quite a funny story, he went into our local haberdashery for a tie for a friend's wedding. While my sister and I were shopping for her husband's suit! Luckily, my lovely sister had served him a few times at her bakery so, she was able to introduce us.
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(No this isn't our first kiss we took this after) We actually had our kiss alone away from the onlookers. Hayden really hated the idea of that many people staring at him... he struggled enough during the vows.
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(still can't even believe I AM MARRIED)
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Shout out to my wonderful sister for helping me stay sane during the planning process. There is really better than an older sister wiser beyond her years. She has actually been engaged for almost a year so, Hayden and I beat her to it (lol).
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(I let her hold my bouquet so she could get a feel for what it feels like!)
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Look at how silly my mom is! I'm so grateful and just can't help but praise god for giving me such an amazing mom. And, yes she is wearing white since I decided to wear a very pale blue it was okay. I'm actually named after her... I don't think I've said my name yet OOPS! My name is Willow Grace Jr. McManus (NOW SNARK!).
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(From left to right Mitchell McManus (my dad), Willow Mcmanus (my mom), Me (Willow Jr. Snark), Hayden Snark (my wonderful husband), Haven Snark (Hayden's little sister), Julie Snark (my mother-in-law) (please do not mind her outfit Hayden said it was okay), Lilah McManus (my older sister)
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Our first house! She's a fixer-upper given to us by my mother-in-law. It has been in the Snark family for decades but has been almost abandoned since Hayden's father went to be with the lord. During our first week back after our honeymoon, all we did was just clean. We have cleaned up our bedroom and the guest bedroom. Hayden said I shouldn't get ahead of myself and turn it into a nursery (though I did try).
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Here is a close-up! We have already been so blessed in this short time. I can't wait to see what else the lord has got in store for us! Give us a follow to keep up with our (hopefully) ever-growing family!
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fundiebabynamebible · 2 years
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I HIGHLY recommend Keep Sweet Pray and Obey on Netflix. It’s crazy how alike all these fundie cults are. Warren Jeffs is fucking evil.
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lookingjoligood · 7 months
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Kindness Doesn't Mean Weakness and Being Rude Doesn't Imply Strength
Being kind doesn’t equate to weakness, and being rude doesn’t necessarily indicate strength. In my experience, I’ve learned that kindness is a virtue that should never be mistaken for weakness. There’s a common misconception that being kind means being a pushover or lacking the strength to stand up for oneself. But in reality, kindness is a reflection of inner strength and compassion. When I…
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datamodel-of-disaster · 3 months
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The most insane thing I ever saw:
A webshop that is "closed" -as in, unusable, can't even browse- on Sunday. For religious reasons.
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Given that this is a Dutch shop, I'm guessing fundie Christians. But like...
THE INSANITY.
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underhisplumbob · 8 days
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Fancy_llama
ngl she seems really stuck up and the church gender reveal is definitely not insta worthy to her
sociallyawkwardtrait
yeh I agree, shame though cause even though they've only been part of the church for a few months you can tell they went all out.
besssterl1ng
omg if you zoom in on this pic you can see Hayes throwing a tantrum, guess it's a girl and he is NOT happy
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fundiesimsfamily · 15 days
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That was the first chapter. I hoped you liked it. Chapter two will start soon. In the mean time feel free to ask questions.
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browneyedboredom · 1 year
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Evangelicals won't trust scientists but they'll watch a movie called "God's Not Dead 20: Trump's Return" and treat it like a documentary
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