My religious family gave up on the "you're a sinner" lecture after I made it super clear that A) I don't care and B) I'm not going to argue with them about it. If I got mad or tried to fight about it, they LOVED that shit, but being like, "yup!" and throwing some finger pistols their way and they don't really have a response besides telling me to not sin. But they can only keep that up so long when you're like, "oh no doubt, Uncle Fuckface."

I mean, I also don't talk to them anymore so that really solved the problem, but the cheerful agreement that I'm for sure going to hell got me through my teenage years/early 20s. Surprise, I didn't get less queer even after all the lectures!

That's okay, everything he did with his life goes against God, too.

Not that anyone knows what God thinks. Even the Pope has admitted as much.