Something Like Love (The Birth of a Flame)

It started or, depending on your view of things, ended Tuesday┬ánight. Watching ancient paper documents from long ago employments, along with other things like wood and paper plates, burn in a fire pit in the backyard of my group leader's house was, for lack of a better word, magical. There's something intriguing about seeing something … Continue reading Something Like Love (The Birth of a Flame)

Another Letter to My Abuser

Dear Voldemort, I know I shouldn't say what I'm about to say because it's not uplifting or triumphant; there's no happy ending to this particular moment in time. I need to get some things off my chest and you need to listen. I have spent the last two days in complete depersonalization mode, just watching … Continue reading Another Letter to My Abuser

Breaking up with God: The Aftermath

It's an odd thing, being in a relationship with someone, loving and caring for them, and then separating. One becomes two again. You avoid them as best you can, inwardly cringing and outwardly hiding if your paths happen to cross. The awkward conversations you have when you're not yet in the "we're still friends" stage. … Continue reading Breaking up with God: The Aftermath