This is absolutely stunning. The imagery of layers—both literal and metaphorical—took my breath away. As someone who also left Mormonism, I felt every word of this deeply.
The temple dressing room scene gave me chills. That moment of “clawing off” the white dress and feeling like Adam and Eve searching for fig leaves—what a powerful way to capture that visceral experience of shedding not just clothing but an entire identity that was never truly yours.
I’m especially moved by your line about losing what it felt like when your intuition was fully alive and men held no power over you. That’s such a profound way to describe what the church takes from us—not just our agency, but our trust in our own inner wisdom.
Your six-year-old self collecting bugs and wearing giant rainbow headbands sounds like she was already perfect. I’m so glad you’ve found your way back to her—to the you who was always worthy, always whole, always enough. Wide open spaces suit you. 💙
Thank you so much for this 😭 I feel so seen. Your entire response is so beautiful and I feel honored to relate to you. Thank you thank you 🫶🏻 I hope you’re finding yourself post Mormonism in all of the best ways.
I didn’t know you grew up in wide open spaces. Now all you’re experiencing outside of the church makes me so happy for you! Reconnecting with yourself, the earth, love, creativity. ❤️❤️❤️
So beautifully articulated and written! Love this! Thank you so much for sharing!!! 💕
This is absolutely stunning. The imagery of layers—both literal and metaphorical—took my breath away. As someone who also left Mormonism, I felt every word of this deeply.
The temple dressing room scene gave me chills. That moment of “clawing off” the white dress and feeling like Adam and Eve searching for fig leaves—what a powerful way to capture that visceral experience of shedding not just clothing but an entire identity that was never truly yours.
I’m especially moved by your line about losing what it felt like when your intuition was fully alive and men held no power over you. That’s such a profound way to describe what the church takes from us—not just our agency, but our trust in our own inner wisdom.
Your six-year-old self collecting bugs and wearing giant rainbow headbands sounds like she was already perfect. I’m so glad you’ve found your way back to her—to the you who was always worthy, always whole, always enough. Wide open spaces suit you. 💙
Thank you so much for this 😭 I feel so seen. Your entire response is so beautiful and I feel honored to relate to you. Thank you thank you 🫶🏻 I hope you’re finding yourself post Mormonism in all of the best ways.
I didn’t know you grew up in wide open spaces. Now all you’re experiencing outside of the church makes me so happy for you! Reconnecting with yourself, the earth, love, creativity. ❤️❤️❤️