What do we do with ourselves when we find we have failed to become the adults we dreamed as pious children?

Courage doesn't mean being free from fear; it means learning to work through fear and speak even when we are afraid.

How badly I wanted to belong as I had when I was a young Mormon girl, to be simply a working part in the great Mormon plan of salvation, a smiling exemplar of our sparkling difference. But instead I found myself a headstrong Mormon woman staking out her spiritual survival at a difficult point in Mormon history.

What do we do with ourselves when we find we have failed to become the adults we dreamed as pious children?

I am not the same kind of Mormon girl I was when I was seven, eight, or eighteen years old. I am not an orthodox Mormon woman like my mother. I am an unorthodox Mormon woman with a fierce and hungry faith.