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How I Was Trauma Bonded With God

I was introduced to a man named God when I was just a little girl. He was a massive figure emerging from the clouds, often with furrowed, gray eyebrows, pointing a finger at the sinners below him. He was a magician who created a planet with a wave of his hand. He had a dramatic … Continue reading How I Was Trauma Bonded With God

All Of This Is Just a Hologram

Endings become beginnings sometimes, and frankly, it doesn't always feel good. No. It feels like being a valuable crystal ball, dropped and shattered, then listening to the one who drops me saying, "Ah. It's just stuff." Yanno what? My heart isn't monetary. I'm not just stuff. "Well, I paid you back." does not erase the … Continue reading All Of This Is Just a Hologram

Yesterday Was Her Birthday and It Never Crossed My Mind

"I knew I was shut down to her when I stopped praying for her every day." My sister said. I've never prayed for her. I don't pray period. I'm non-religious, humanist, truther, but pray to a man-made entity? Not for me. I don't even think of her fondly like I used to. I just think of what … Continue reading Yesterday Was Her Birthday and It Never Crossed My Mind