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Within the church, I was a cherished daughter—I wielded no power, but my skills were many and useful and valued. I was dependable, and trustworthy, and called upon frequently. I had built my life and identity around the church, and I was well-beloved. Who was I on the outside?
Unfollow: A Memoir of Loving and Leaving the Westboro Baptist Church
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