I think being raised to follow a god stunted my understanding of love I had never felt a connection to any god but I was told that I loved him above all else That he was my rock, my anchor, the one to guide me They were so wrong. It’s intense and I can’t seem to ignore it I feel strange calling it love, I don’t know if that’s what to call it I know they make me feel so much, all at once It's scary, and intense But I’m excited to see what happens
I decided to return after two years... well, nothing like yearning and religious trauma to start anew.