Bi-products of Springfield Voodoo

All of the invitations immediately stopped coming in and I soon found myself being asked to step down from leadership positions. The church had turned its back on me, and I was left standing on the stoop, hands in my pockets, wondering what the hell to do next. I dove between the legs of a welcoming world and landed three years later heartbroken and tired. At the time, it felt like desperation, like loss.