I’m done with the label
I’ve been trying for a year now to hang onto the label Christian at all costs. For how deep that piece of my identity has been. For the nostalgia. For my family who it gives some hope for me. For the fact that I really, really wish this was a world made by a loving God.
I’m not a Christian. I’m not some weird in between progressive agnostic post-evangelical who’s technically an atheist. I’m just an atheist. A non believer. An apostate.
It makes me sad. But it’s honest. And I’m done faking.