It’s been 6 years since I left the Catholic Church. That which at the time felt like the deepest agony and spiritual darkness birthed me into a life of grace and fullness I couldn’t have imagined, and never would have experienced if I hadn’t left.
Here’s a little thing I wrote 5 years ago from a place of pain.
Spiritual Abuse One Year On: I Leave My Antique Crucifix with the Junk Man
https://awordplease.org/2016/05/27/spiritual-abuse-healing-depression-dark-night/
— Read on awordplease.org/2016/05/27/spiritual-abuse-healing-depression-dark-night/
So poignant! The chair imagery is heart wrenching!
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This time I’m noticing your sentence structure. Amazing!
“That which at the time felt….”
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