Just keep asking yourself: What would Jesus not do?

You could go church and you could describe your worst behavior, your worst self, and despite your worst behavior you would be forgiven and then redeemed and then accepted back into the community through communion. So you didn't have to carry this burden your entire life. Once a week you went someplace you went someplace where you could really look terrible and be loved despite how terrible you were.

I haven't shoplifted since I was 13.

When you're an addict, you can go without feeling anything except drunk or stoned or hungry. Still, when you compare this to other feelings, to sadness, anger, fear, worry, despair, and depression, well, an addiction no longer looks so bad. It looks like a very viable option.

You ever wonder if Adam and Eve were just the puppies God dumped because they wouldn't house-train?

I am Joe's Enraged, Inflamed, sense of rejection.

I am the child of a lunatic. Not a child of God.