"Hindsight is 20/20"

One of the most interesting things about converting to Catholicism (and thus gaining a new perspective of the world) is looking back on the weird things I used to do. 
 For instance, when I lived by myself, I would bake in my bikini top during the summer.  This made perfect sense to me at the time since I was doing a lot of baking for work and it was so hot.  There was one time while I had roommates - and there were people visiting - that I did this without thinking twice about it.  This caused some trouble that I wasn't made aware of until later; it hadn't even occurred to me that others would find this offensive, but I should have known better.

I used to think that hanging out with guys was okay, even if I wasn't single.  Now I understand why it's not.  What's more, I understand that the reason I felt this way was because I tend to not get along with other women very well.  The main reason is that I'm kinda nerdy and most girls my age are not.  I'm not interested in The Bachelor, or anything on television, really.  I prefer Doctor Who, Downton Abbey, and Sherlock.  I don't find very many girls that share this set of interests, so I rationalized being friends with boys.
I had a friend that would come over and do chain mail at my apartment.  He taught me how to weave, actually.  The idea was he needed someone to help him produce enough chain mail dice bags to put in a nerd shop for sale.  I did not see anything wrong with this for the longest time; long after I stopped doing it because it made my boyfriend (now hubby) uncomfortable.  It just hit me one day while we were having lunch with the priest who was my instructor.
Being married has driven the point further.

Being on birth control is a whole other can of worms.  Part of it was being uneducated and the other part was laziness.  Now I refuse to go back on the pill, or any other form of synthetic contraceptive for two reasons: I don't believe that messing with your body's natural hormones is healthy, and intentionally removing children from the equation completely strips sex of it's sacred and emotional values.
Besides, I really am a huge fan of knowing my cycles the way symtpo-thermal charting allows me to.  Sure, I'll end up with a kid every now and then, but that's not so bad, and I don't yet perceive that to be the fault of the method as much as the fault of the practitioner(s).


I guess my whole point is that, having found the wonderful world of Christ, I look back and wonder why I did the things I did.  I was seeking happiness, but I wandered down the wrong path.
Something about being sort of gullible.