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Dec 2013
They say church is a place for the broken hearted.
That going there will make you feel accepted.
That everyone will welcome you, without judgement, and you will never be alone.
So how is it that when I go to this place I feel judged beyond belief?
I am incapable of being myself, around people who claim they will accept me despite my flaws.
And although the room is full of people, I have never in my existence felt so alone.
Written by
Hannah Hernandez
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