Two Years (and like two weeks)
Two years later seems like a good time to reflect on it all. I tried last year; the whole blog post is still in my notes app, and as I read it tonight I remember why I never posted it. I thought by one year I should have healed from what I went through when I was leaving the church, and my writing from then feels masked. I tried to sound whole, like I was happier, but the wound was still raw beneath the guise. I think I believed that I should have been healed by then. Truthfully, I had just started the process. Just months after the one year anniversary passed, I started working through more things that resurfaced in my mind. I was realizing the long-term impact of religious teachings on my mind. I read through all of the notes that I wrote while leaving the church again tonight, and then through the notes that I wrote last year on the topic of the church, looking for differences, for indications that I have grown in the two years since I left. The truth is that I do my best writing wh
