There was always a bible (watchtower)-based reason not to celebrate.
Heads were cut off.
Fertility rites were involved.
I laughed with glee when I read doorboy00s post in another thread:
I deserve to celebrate my birthday. I don't care if people were beheaded.
I thought about how I feel about Thanksgiving.
I asked myself:
Could I be using the tragedy of the American Indian experience
to continue with the conditioning I received at the KH
(of needing a justification to celebrate)?
Am I full of shit?
Is the comfort of familiarity the real reason why
I am blocked from celebrating Thanksgiving?
Sometimes I envy those who can celebrate without
the tape recording that I have playing in my head:
"What are the roots of this celebration?
Could I be honoring something wrong by sharing in this celebration?"
I have been out for eight years, but to my dismay, some things still persist.