Christopher  Clark

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I was so lonely in my questions and so desperate for companionship, I tried to force the people I loved to doubt along with me. I tried to make them understand. This proved massively annoying to those friends who preferred to enjoy their dinner and a movie without a side of existential crisis—so basically, everyone. I was reckless at times, and self-absorbed, and I’m still mending some relationships as a result.
Searching for Sunday: Loving, Leaving, and Finding the Church
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