I don't really care what "unequally yoked" means anymore, but I've heard it enough times to swear off Christian boys forever. To be honest, I've only been dumped by one--all the other break-ups were "mutual"--but the one did dump me four or five times in the span of six months over religion. (And only once over his ex-fiancee! She's Christian.) I thought it sweet that he always struggled to be with me, taking me back after dumping me so he could try to convert me again. Yes, I was that stupid, but he was also that hot.
OP: In the end, I realized that while I don't object to my SO being Christian, he will never come to terms with me being not. It took half a year, a trip to Thailand and a dinner with the only non-religious guy I've ever dated (who picked me up in his M5
)for me to gain some perspective. Like you, I (still) don't think it's a big deal, but it clearly is to some, and I can respect that. That's the real reason why I've decided to never date a Christian again--to spare everyone the drama. (Well, to spare everyone
that particular drama.)
It's been almost two years, and Non-Religious and I are still together. It's nice to finally argue about something other than religion... like whether or not he deserves the death penalty for farting in my face. You guys aren't allowed to vote on this until you've smelled one of his farts, because seriously, my nose hairs haven't even grown back yet.