Survivors Guilt

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by Lana Hope cross posted from her blog Wide Open Ground originally posted June 2013Daily I tremble in memory of friends left behind. As a Daughter of Patriarchy and fundamentalism, I am left to remember all the faces of those who didn’t make it out. I suffer from survivors guilt.  I don’t suffer from the spiritual abuse so much. I can accept that I will always be a foreigner in my own land. But gosh I hurt that so many friends have been left behind.This happened two days ago when I thought about my best friend from childhood (particularly high school), and I remembered that I was not invited to her wedding (she invited everyone else in childhood). It hurts not just that my friend rej … [Read more...]

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How in the World Did I Change my Mind?

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by Samantha Field cross posted from her blog Defeating The Dragons If you’ve been here for any length of time you should be pretty well aware of that fact that I grew up in Christian fundamentalism. It was everything, my entire world, for the bulk of the aware-of-Jesus-and-could-understand-sermons portion of my life. And then I grew up and decided that I didn’t agree with … well, pretty much all of it. Except for the God and Jesus part, which even believing in he/she/they was a struggle for a few years. A while after I’d decided well, I think I’m still a Christian but what does that even mean I started a blog to sort it all out and here we are. … [Read more...]

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You Are You (And that’s Beautiful)

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by Melissa cross posted from her blog Permission To LiveWe had just moved to a new state, and a new city. Haley had been officially living as herself and presenting as female full-time for only a few days. We made the chilly trek with the kids out to the store to pick out cell phones and sign up for a plan.The person helping us was polite and sweet. He had long dark hair and a delicate face, after we clarified who was Melissa and who was Haley, he put out his hand and said brightly “So nice to meet you! My name is..” and then stuttered and seemed to glance down at the nametag attached to his shirt, finishing quietly “… John.”  We got our phones, and left the shop, but both Haley and I … [Read more...]

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