Impurity Culture

I no longer believe in God. Growing up religious, I viewed non-believers with pity. Their lives certainly lacked meaning and truth....

Possibility engages in a pas de deux with anxiety, performing a dizzying ballet. Each seemingly dancing a duet discordant with the other....

We, believers of inclusion and liberation, enthusiastically proclaim that love shared between people is one of existence’s great joys,...

My life began with patriarchal Mormon mythology. God, the Father, exclusively ordains men with the highest levels of divine authority as...

Last spring, I dropped out of graduate school, a decision of vast pride. Usually dropping out and pride live in different sentences, so...

I’ve been interrogating 3 am. Asking the night who I am? And what I ought to do? And why, well why any of it? Why life? And why...

Mormonism has extremely low tolerance for dissent from doctrine. I experienced this first hand throughout my faith deconstruction...

The thought of freedom continually rings in my mind. Not an eagle-chirping, American-flag-waving “freedom”, but psychological freedom....

This week I started experiencing panic attacks. Anxiety and I are old acquaintances. We understand each other now. I know anxiety’s...

I believe in God. I know how polarizing this statement is. For years, I repressed, ignored, or avoided this truth in my life. I feared...

I keep thinking about the phrase “What do you want to be when you grow-up?” Not “What do you want to do?” or “What jobs sound fun?”, but...

I tried to make an Instagram post for New Years. I tried to condense the confusion, joy, terror, and peace I felt in the most complicated...