Words are my typical go to. I love reading them. I love writing them. But this time I wanted to use imagery to express the metamorphosis I went through in my deconstruction journey. I understand that these images may push the limit for most people and honestly I am terrified to share them but it truly shows the raw but…
Shackles of Religion
If you didn’t catch my breakup letter post (here) maybe stop. Read that. Then come back here and get a glimpse of where my relationship with the church started. I was brought up in church, started out as a quintessential baptist — at church when the doors were open. Being as church kid delighted me. Awana. Youth group. Choir. Christmas…
Deconstruction — My Not So Dirty Little Secret
I want to let you in on a dirty little secret my most coveted treasure from childhood doesn’t look as it once did. What treasure is that? My faith. I have been on a journey of deconstruction for the last 3ish years. People hear that word, deconstruction, this visceral charge will pulse through the conversation. There are times when I…