A story about family, friends, indoctrination, mentorship, pursuit of truth, humanism & atheism.
I grew up in the Churches of Christ. Here’s the story on how I grew up in Christ and then lost my faith in God. Compelling or not, it is what it is. It’s a long story, as voyages often are.
Continue reading “My Voyage to Atheism”
Let’s get married! This is a long post (again) but it shouldn’t take you any longer to sit through an actual ceremony. It’ll be fun! Let’s go.
It just so happens that the preacher sent us an email with the whole ceremony written out, which is really handy as I’m actually writing this post 5 years after the wedding. As I re-read it, I don’t remember it at all. I must have been so high on adrenaline, his words just flew by in a flash. Continue reading “Our Wedding Day (Part 3)”
When the student is ready the teacher will appear.
I dug up an old notebook from my 8th grade year. It’s unusual in that I managed to stick with writing for long enough to nearly fill a whole notebook, and that I didn’t immediately burn it. It’s pretty tough for me to read, because 8th grade was a difficult year, where I was adjusting to a new town, new school, trying to make friends and desperately wanting to fit in. Some stuff is cringeworthy because I sound so immature, but I also found that I’m strangely perceptive at times. I appreciate the fact that I managed to capture a glimpse of what it was to be me at age 13.
If you are 12, 13 or 14 and struggling, I thought that you’d like to read what I wrote. I’m attempting to relate to what you’re going through (even all these years later) and to tell you that you’re not alone, and the cliche that every adult tells you– “It will get better” –is true.
Continue reading “1999 – Age 13”