Leaving Made Me Free. It Didn't Make Me Oriented.

But I Can't Keep Living Like This

The standards I spent decades crucifying myself over weren’t actually important to me. But I didn’t know that yet. Before I left the church, they felt like life or death. Literal life or death. After the church, I defined my own values. And the things that once meant everything didn’t matter anymore. I had to rebuild from scratch.

My life.
My sense of sel…