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One day, when I was a college student on a conservative Christian college campus, I found myself hurrying to the college therapist’s office fighting back tears. The therapist’s office felt like the one haven where I could freely talk about my life without judgement. Once I reached her office, I broke down and sobbed. I could not make them stop. She sat with me quietly as I wept, a gentle presence who accepted me in a community that felt menacing and unforgiving.
Stephen Bradford Long 