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A Rough and Unfinished Journey to Faith

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By Lucy Dan (she/her/她)Published 3 years ago 1 min read
A Rough and Unfinished Journey to Faith
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When I was a child

I prayed and prayed

for safety,

for warmth,

for change —


until I dropped all hope,

instead shouldering

a lifetime of shame,

believing that even God

would not intervene,

and that I deserved…



As a teen

it was thus easier,

better, let’s say,

for my mental health

to be staunchly atheist —


to believe that

no one stopped the harm

because no deity witnessed with their eyes,

nor adults listened with their ears,

that no one was reliable,

other than myself.


In the healing journey,

I now realize,

that each bond

between a person and another

is different,

and that trust can be built,

one brick at a time;

that I can trust another.


Which also means that

between a person and their faith

can hold the same uniqueness and meaning.

While I have not regained trust in Him, nor Her,

nor Anyone Above quite yet,

this previously firmly closed door

now lays ajar,

open to possibilities.


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About the Creator

Lucy Dan (she/her/她)

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