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.
Sacrificing My Soul on the Altar of Gay Porn
As a woman, I was late to the scene, and as a hopelessly asexual person, the scene did nothing for me.
The Center is Not Here
We can be lamentably blind to the blood on our hands
Sex Ed and More with the Saints
Lesson learned: don’t castrate yourself for God or all of your friends might find out.
“Can Guys and Girls Be Friends?”
When I first heard of the Billy Graham Rule as a teenager, it sounded commendable.
The Patron Saint of Sexually Unfulfilled Women
She never condemns or criticizes anyone for their own unique experiences.
Jesus Swipe!
My experience on Upward has largely been a strange dance—two people wobbling with Jesus awkwardly in the middle.
Mine Is the Easy Job
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.
Tone, Not Substance
The denomination would like for things to be settled.
A Sex Education
We get married. We have sex. The world doesn’t feel different once it happens.
