All About Me
- The Goldy Gay
- Mar 13, 2019
- 3 min read
Updated: Jul 13, 2019
I grew up in a super fundamental Baptist family. (Crazy right?!) I am talking long dresses, church 4 times a week, and only singing hymns (cause God forbid we listen to anything with a beat). Growing up I didn’t know much else besides church. All my friends were in church and we did mission trips and gave to missionaries, all because that what a “Baptist” does. Right?
So fast forward to me graduating from high school. I get accepted into the only college the rest of my friends were going to…Pensacola Christian College in Pensacola, FL. My thoughts were, a Christian college can’t be too hard right? I mean, it’s by the beach? WRONG. If anyone goes to this particular college now, a lot has changed in the past 4 years. However, when I went, there wasn’t only church 4 days a week... but every single day, and 3 times on Sunday and twice Wednesday. Plus, boy and girl elevators, can not leave campus unless with a group of 3 of the same gender, and if you did leave campus, you had to tell them exactly where you were going (idk why because they tracked your car anyways). Plus, you had to wear skirts and dresses and God forbid it went above your knee because you will get 10 demerits. 100 demerits get you kicked out. You could not even wear pants out of your room. (Trust me I tried)
Fast forward to 2 months before graduating from this college. I get called into the “Student Life” room and was told that I have 24 hours to leave campus and never come back. Why? Because not only was I seen at the wrong side of the beach (boys and girls could not go to the same part of the beach) but someone had seen that I had a “Tumblr” account and no blogs were allowed while in school. So I got kicked out and escorted off campus since I was such a sinner.
Me, terrified I wasted 4 years of my life, BEGGED for forgiveness. I’m talking full out begged. I even went to go talk to the head of the college and was escorted and taken out of his office because I was not allowed to talk to him and “had to leave campus right away.” So there I was. Kicked out. 4 years for nothing. You were not allowed to have friends outside of campus and my parents were newly divorced. Thankfully, I had an acquaintance I knew outside of this bubble and knocked on her door with all my things. She let me live with her until I could make a plan for myself and after that we have been friends ever since.
Fast forward, I joined the Army, and because NONE of my credits transferred because PCC was not an accredited college, I had to redo my 4 years of college at the University of West Florida where I joined the ROTC program to help pay for college. Here I met my fiancé, worked with multiple kiddos that changed my life, and will graduate and commission as an officer May 2019.
I wanted to give you a little look into my past to see where I am coming from. Of course, I have so much to add, I mean, I joined the ARMY. Can you really see ME in the ARMY?!? And my parents divorced! That was something else. But the point is I don’t hate life, I still go to church and believe in the one and only Savior who died and rose again for us. And I still am going to marry a woman. WOAH WAIT! I thought you just said you believed in God? You can’t do both can you? Well in all seriousness, I personally think that is a question that every individual needs to make for themselves. I personally think there is no right or wrong answer. I have made it right in my heart and I plan to explain how…
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