It's funny. If you had sat me down 5 years ago and told me that one day I'd be a blasphemy-loving bisexual apostate who had finally come out to her parents, gotten cut off, and called it all the best thing to ever happen to her, I probably would've laughed. Or cried. Maybe a little of both. … Continue reading I Didn’t Fall From Grace, I Leapt to Freedom: Ex-Timony of a Half-Disowned Bisexual Apostate
"Sometimes you can only find heaven by backing slowly away from hell." Carrie Fisher quotes are a great start to any blog post, amirite? Seriously though, I've got that quote up on my dorm room wall in red-orange pen, complete with a grinning skull doodle that I like to think Carrie would've appreciated. It's there … Continue reading Backing Slowly Away from Hell: Post-Traumatic Growth and Deconversion
Hey, we're officially two months into 2017! So far, it's been a mixed bag. A lot of great. A lot of no good, very bad nights and days, with the kind of trauma plot twists that are so horrific that all you can do is laugh. And a lot of unexpected good in between. I thought … Continue reading Stray Thoughts in 2017: Being a Person, Community, Unexpected Good, and Loss, Like a Peculiar Fruit, Like Something Burning
From the very beginning, they said there was no walking away. They said I was in the palm of God's hand, and nothing, no power of hell, no scheme of man, could ever pluck me out. They said no matter what happened, even if I somehow (gasp) stopped being a Christian, if God wanted me, … Continue reading They Said Walking Away from God was Impossible. Watch Me.
A few weeks ago, I was sitting in yet another Sunday church service, waiting for it to finally end because look, they had lunch ready and there were meatballs and listening to a pastor spout off about how porn is satanic makes a girl hungry, damnit! But prayer time dragged on. And on. It was about that … Continue reading 2017 Resolution: This Story is Mine, and God No Longer Gets a Part.