Usually the documentaries I enjoy are about religious fundamentalism and cults or evangelical culture. I watch to learn and for research. The other night I rented two movies from Redbox: the new live action Cinderella and He Named Me Malala. I thought I’d learn something from Malala. More about the culture of Pakistan and theContinueContinue reading “‘But for us, God is not that tiny’: Why I’m #withMalala”
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Outside the Box: Recovering from obsessive guilt
“i am still learning that i am allowed to be human out hereinside it was not allowedthose things made a bad thing happenso i still feel that. any tiny mistake… ” ~ anonymous friend Obsessive guilt is no longer my religion. But for many years, it was, and the scars left by it still lingerContinueContinue reading “Outside the Box: Recovering from obsessive guilt”
Outside the Box: What is Joy?
Another anonymous post from a creative soul friend. Dear ****, I’m not writing this for you, cause I know you’ll never read it. I’m not writing this for you either, or you or you or you. I’m writing this for You, and I’m writing this for me. Did you know I was at a pointContinueContinue reading “Outside the Box: What is Joy?”
Outside the Box: We are less fragile
My friend Mary Nikkel, who I once knew by the online nickname Elraen, was the first blogger I started regularly reading while I was still trapped in the cult my family was in, the Independent Fundamental Baptist movement. She blogs at Threads of Stars. Here is what she wrote about recovering from spiritual abuse. IContinueContinue reading “Outside the Box: We are less fragile”
Outside the Box: I wish I didn’t know
Today’s post is from a friend who wishes to remain anonymous. Content note: child abuse, domestic violence, marital rape Nostalgia is defined as a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations. The memories of childhood often evoke feelings of longing for a time whenContinueContinue reading “Outside the Box: I wish I didn’t know”
Eleanor Skelton 