Thanks for posting this. This touched me in a strange way because in many ways I started as the boy in the story, but I grew up into the speaker. This speaks to the feeling of breaking up with...
Thanks for posting this. This touched me in a strange way because in many ways I started as the boy in the story, but I grew up into the speaker. This speaks to the feeling of breaking up with myself. Very surreal.
I wish there were a little more about the buffered and porous spirituality. It feels like a powerful idea, but somehow just out of reach.
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Once upon a time, a boy I loved inflicted spiritual distress on me because his religion told him to. I let him, because I had no religion to tell me not to.
(I'm going with Gemma Mason's preferred title for this essay.)
Thanks for posting this. This touched me in a strange way because in many ways I started as the boy in the story, but I grew up into the speaker. This speaks to the feeling of breaking up with myself. Very surreal.
I wish there were a little more about the buffered and porous spirituality. It feels like a powerful idea, but somehow just out of reach.
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