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My Break Up Letter to Religion
This is my official break up letter with Christianity.
Wow. We we together for nearly 21 years. We had a lot of opportunities to get to know one another. In this time, I experienced a lot of hurt, pain and suffering, accompanied by the undeniable moments of joy and what I thought was freedom.
In the beginning of our relationship, it was innocent. It was heartfelt. I wanted nothing more than to please the God I was introduced to. Especially when I was a kid, I dreamt of days I would meet You, sit on Your lap and tell you about all my hearts desires. I was so excited to finally meet someone who seemed to care endlessly for me. And of course, I was looking forward to my mansion, and my idea of heaven which was a great swing set and an endless chocolate fountain because cavities don’t exist in heaven!
I longed for that day.
Breaking up with the idea that I had of you was the hardest. I’ll admit I had my expectations. But everyone talked about You like You were the answer to everything. That You could even be my comforter. But when I went through parental abuse, questioning the value of life and even of myself, I was alone. You weren’t there for me.
The other day I went through an old journal and found all of the times I was begging for your help. Even just a moment of relief. That maybe You…
