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During a very painful and lonely stretch of my childhood, I did exactly what fundagelicals say everyone ought to do: I turned to Jesus. Today I’ll show you how well that worked out for me.

Out of every other crime against humanity that a big swathe of Christianity has committed, and let me be clear here when I say that it’s committed quite a few, I’ve got to say that its war against non-straight people has got to be the one that its adherents will Read more

The other day I got to watch a Christian speak with wide-eyed breathless earnestness about how he’d figured out how to follow Jesus in as Biblical a way as possible. Not stated but clearly implied was that everybody in the world who had some other idea was flat wrong about Read more

Well, that’s not too inflammatory of a title, is it? But it’s true. I’m glad he isn’t. And here is why. When I was a Christian, I thought of my god as my father–a far better one than the one I currently had. I didn’t realize I was just reading Read more

I just want to get this out in the open: it’s going to be fun writing this post without using any expletives as I’m aware that some blog reader apps filter cuss words; if my longtime friends are reading this blog and wondering just which space aliens finally kidnapped me Read more

When I was a Christian, I not only firmly believed that I had a great and grand purpose in life, but that non-believers had no purpose at all. Let’s back up a minute and examine why I thought that, why it was such an insulting thing to think of others, Read more

ZOMG two posts in one day? I’m spoiling y’all! But this was on my mind. There’s a Connie Willis short story called “Even the Queen” wherein a group of women in the not-so-distant-future discuss menstruation at a ladies’ lunch. I ran into it when I was just out of college Read more

Thankfully, after I’d fled Biff, I had a variety of online friends through the gaming community who offered me shelter. I chose the friend’s place that was furthest on the map from Biff that still spoke English: Vancouver, Canada. I have generally very fond memories of Canada. I was their Read more

When I was a Christian, I realized that my consent didn’t matter in the least about anything that happened to me. I didn’t own my own body–my father did until I got married, and at that point my husband would for as long as we were married. I never belonged Read more

Quick: How many Alka-Seltzer tablets does someone take at a time? Even if you’ve never actually taken Alka-Seltzer in your entire life, you know the answer to that question, don’t you? And you know it because an advertiser made a jingle (“Plop, plop, fizz, fizz, oh what a relief it Read more