I can't stand it anymore.
Listening to that man boast about his ideal family and damn-near-perfect habits is so irritating.

But at the same time, I hate knowing I have to leave all of the people there in a few weeks that care about me for no apparent reason. It took three years to build up that kind of relationship with the congregation. I may be pretty much the only one in the youth group now, but I love this church.
I just hate the preacher...

The only reason I'm looking forward to moving to Independence, Iowa is the new house and a new preacher. Everything else, I couldn't care less about. I'm dreading a smaller town, going to school, forcing myself to make friends and form relationships in the new congregation. It's not going to be easy,  it's not going to be fun, and I really don't feel like putting up any effort for anything right now. I just  hope that the new church will help strengthen my family's faith, instead of causing all of us to doubt and avoid Sunday mornings because the preacher's a hardass.

Honestly, I wish my dad would get back into preaching. That's when my brother actually paid attention, or ya know, went to church period.

Who knows, maybe my brother will come back around after the move.