it is what it is

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December9

Pardon me while I toot my own horn a little more. I’m still self-medicating for imposter syndrome.

Allison: This is an excellent first post. It is well written and has substance.

Granted, this feedback was from a throwaway 1-credit “foundations” class…but still, booyah. Remember all those non-traditional type college students who were annoying with how they threw the curve and made the rest of us work harder? Yeah, that’s me now.

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Allison
Los Alamos, NM
After a childhood of immersion in my family's religious tradition, I hit college and my first true experience with the question, "why?" Why did I believe as I did? If I thought about it, I had no idea. So, I spent the next ten years not thinking about it.

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Once I hit 30, I began asking myself that question all over again. A few years later, I woke one day to realize that I simply didn't believe. For many reasons, I am a much happier (and more emotionally healthy) person having let go of god. There are still days that I wish god did exist. It would be a relief to relinquish responsibility to a greater power.

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But, even better, I can see life for what it is, and work with reality. That's more powerful than any god could hope to be.