One Body Dysmorphic
You sit inside the dedicated four walls that purportedly house the holy body, but your own body feels bad because you’ve been led to believe you can’t feel anything else.
You sit inside the dedicated four walls that purportedly house the holy body, but your own body feels bad because you’ve been led to believe you can’t feel anything else.
As a woman, I was late to the scene, and as a hopelessly asexual person, the scene did nothing for me.
We can be lamentably blind to the blood on our hands
Lesson learned: don’t castrate yourself for God or all of your friends might find out.
When I first heard of the Billy Graham Rule as a teenager, it sounded commendable.
She never condemns or criticizes anyone for their own unique experiences.
My experience on Upward has largely been a strange dance—two people wobbling with Jesus awkwardly in the middle.
All I must do is mourn with those who mourn, offer my voice to those who can’t find the words, condemn hate and harm.
The denomination would like for things to be settled.
We get married. We have sex. The world doesn’t feel different once it happens.