August 2013
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At 36, I am happier with myself than I’ve ever been. More than any time in my life, I take joy in simply being me. But this week has been a harsh reminder that I still have a healthy dose of self-hatred running through my veins. I’ve hated myself for much of my life. This… Read more
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One summer, during seminary, a friend asked me to be a girls’ counselor for his church youth group at their annual trip to a Southern Baptist camp in the Sierras. I said yes because we were friends. I should have said no because we were friends. We should have both known better. I was in the midst… Read more
