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For the Queer kids like us who questioned themselves under a steeple.
I’m beginning to wonder if becoming an adult—particularly a Christian adult—will primarily consist of feeling guilty all the time.
Admittedly, I don’t really get much out of church outside of worship. Occasionally, a sermon, lesson, or small group discussion will stand out as impactful or eye-opening, but more often than not, it’s just something I do because I always have. I don’t dislike it enough to stop going, but it’s not something to write home about.
“I’m fucking scared. How can I go my entire life thinking of myself as one way, and it completely changes overnight? What happens if I wake up a year from now and I’m this entirely different person? How messed up is it if I don’t even know who I am?�
