i loved church until i was 17.
i was a freshman in college, and i was young, and i wanted to have a taste of the real world.
i met a boy. and i discovered the wonderful pleasures of what happens when all the clothes come off, and the lights are turned down, and no one else is around.
however, because i went to a Christian college my parents found out, and i was ostracized by my church, humiliated in front of all.
and i began to question how could you punish one person for something so beautiful and lovely that felt so good?