Something I have been recently thinking about
I stopped writing for a while because sometimes finding your voice and actually using it are two different things.
A lot has happened in the silence.
Not necessarily externally. Internally.
Lately I’ve been reflecting on a part of deconstruction that I don’t think gets talked about enough.
Not the theology. Not even the questions themselves.
But the moment you realize how much of your perception of “other people” had already been shaped for you before you ever truly experienced them yourself.
I genuinely believed people outside of my belief system must secretly feel lost, empty, disconnected, or morally adrift in some way. Not because I hated anyone, but because that was the framework I inherited.
Then over time I met people who completely complicated that narrative.
People who were thoughtful. Grounded. Kind. Ethical. Self-aware. People who carried humility without certainty.
And honestly, I think that realization shook me more than any theological question ever did.
Because once you realize humanity exists far beyond the categories you inherited, it becomes hard to see the world the same way again.
Has anyone else experienced this part specifically?
Not necessarily losing faith entirely, but realizing the world outside the framework wasn’t what you were taught to fear?
And if you’re currently in the middle of deconstruction, what has honestly been the hardest part for you lately?