It is not the job of every queer person who comes up in an oppressive faith to stick around and try to fix it. It's not the job of every queer person to elbow their way into spaces that don't want them. It's not the job of every queer person to try to worship with people who are hurting them.

It's hard to heal where you're being harmed every single week. Sometimes, maybe even most times, the bravest and best thing a queer person can do to save themselves, to heal, to find hope, to find authentic, loving, welcoming community... is to leave the one they’re in.

Until the Christian church and its God have figured out how to love queer people properly, I'll be here in the middle of it all doing that job for them. And I'll also be pointing the way to the exits.