It pains me even to use the floral graphic over a white background, but it is my way of setting the mood for this ultra-feminine post all about our favorite two Christian girls, Kristen and Bethany. You can thank me for not pairing it together with a flowing script font. Continue reading “Reading the Girl Defined Blog”
That’s Mrs. Closet Atheist to you!
I’m just kidding, except actually I’m not kidding because I JUST GOT MARRIED ON FRIDAY! Continue reading “Our Atheist Wedding”
I’ve often seen that Christians, particularly young Christian girls, feel pressured to believe certain things about culture and about people in general. Don’t be friends with atheists, don’t participate in LGBT weddings, don’t drink like everybody else does. Probably the most common example I see, though, *cough cough* Girl Defined *cough cough* is that girls ought to be modest, and they should have a problem with immodesty. Continue reading “An Atheist on Modesty”
I didn’t plan to come out on January 3rd, 2018. It was supposed to happen a year from now. I’d be married and living in my own house with my husband; the wedding would be out of the way after I patiently waited until arriving at adulthood unscathed. There would be a gradual and logical buildup: first I tell my younger sister, then my older sisters and their husbands, and finally my mother. I would take my husband to my mother’s house, we would tell her together, and we would leave her to process the news without us there. Continue reading “Coming Out to My Mother”
A while ago, I wrote a post that was one of the most honest and raw life stories that I’ve written so far. It chronicled what happened when my mom found out that I’m not as sexually pure as she thought (or wanted), although to any normal people it’s next to nothing. She gave me a speech on why what I did was so abhorrent and how could I possibly consider myself a Christian if I sinned against God like this and am I not concerned about my eternal life, and so on and so forth.
Well, good for me, because actually I’m an atheist and I can do whatever I want. Isn’t that how this whole thing works?
Kind of. But not really. Continue reading “Why I Have No Morals”
There are a lot of reasons why I don’t share my name, face, or location here on my blog. In addition to the glaringly obvious, that I’m a closet atheist so no one should know who I am because that would defeat the “closet” part, it’s also because this blog has a lot of raw, personal stories. One of these stories is unfolding right now, and as terrible, personal, and depressing as it is, I decided to share it with 400 strangers who follow my blog. Hooray! Continue reading “Your God, Not Mine”