I recently told a close friend, a successful young man in his late thirties, that I was getting braces. He mused, “Hmmmm, I guess that’s okay for someone your age. It’s never too late.” This guy loves my writing, my curiosity, my zest for life,

1) Rules—When you get older, the only rule is there are no rules. I’ve written about this several times, and I’m amazed at how indignant people get about this simple statement. Freedom is underrated. See #5. Fuck Jordan Peterson and his twelve rules for life.

People like me who have left an authoritarian, dogmatic religion and are still coping with the damage of childhood indoctrination often end up with a condition called Religious Trauma Syndrome (RTS). RTS is a function of both the chronic abuses of harmful religion and the impact

To people thinking about leaving the church, Disillusioned and traumatized, I voluntarily resigned in 2006 after twenty-nine years as an Evangelical mega-church minister with the Southern Baptist Convention. Fifteen years later, it is still the same church—the bully male pulpit, the entitled white people, the

I am middle-aged now. Fifteen years ago, I had an affair after three decades of monogamous marriage. After five tumultuous years of trying to reconcile and salvage our marriage, my wife and I should have divorced. But we were afraid. Of what our children, our