For me it was only like my perspective changed. Not unlike cracking a knuckle, everything about me shifted. Nothing had really changed about me, just a veil covering my mind had dropped. It's hard to explain, the only time I can recall feeling anything remotely similar was last autumn, when I realized that I'm actually an adult and not a youngster anymore. After the initial panic of the possibility of angering my god for turning away, I merely found peace within myself and had peeled away all redundancy and superstition.
When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura
