One thing I’ve had to deal with since leaving the Jehovah’s Witnesses is the realization that there’s no one coming to save the world. Jesus isn’t going to come in and save us from ourselves. God isn’t going to kill all the sinners and make a paradise. Looking back now, the concept of paradise is absolutely dystopic, but for a suicidal kid like I was? It was all I had to look forward to.
But now I realize that there’s not going to be a rapture, no Deus Ex Machina to come and save me, and, well, that’s hard. But it also gives me something to fight for. If God won’t save this rock then fuck it, I will. Or at least I’ll try. And I guess that’s what you have to do. Find your own reasons and your own closure in this life. Find something to fight for, find something to save, even if it’s small. Be kind.
-Mod Skye















