by keepingmyselfanonymous

I had an insight just now after reading something a friend wrote.

I almost wrote this on my friends-only blog, but so many of my friends are triggered by religion that I realised posting this would be hurtful to them.

It strikes me that I used to have someone I could tell anything, no matter my the state of my social life, but I lost that person by not really believing in him anymore.  Yeah, oblique reference to prayer for the win.

It does strike me how much prayer used to be a big part of my life, and a lot of that was about having a belief that someone was always there for me.  And yeah, I do feel more alone in the world now, and my worldview is starker and colder at times.