Every time I’ve read a book or ingested a new historical fact that my Baptist upbringing taught me to reject, I’ve had to fight against the sneaking suspicion that I am being lead astray by Satan. In the message boards and hidden ex–ex-gay Facebook groups I will join, I’ll see others talking about their own attempted suicides, and I’ll glimpse in these confessions elements so remarkably similar to my own that they will seem, for a moment, to issue directly from my mind. I will see people talk about losing their families, about the yearly trials they’ve faced as winter holidays approached and
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well stated, and a very sad commentary on the power of religious lies, even when there is zero basis for believing the lie. trumpaholics are in a quasi religious cult where trumps lies are irrefutable....a very sad state of the human mind indeed
