#Deconstruction has become one of my favorite hashtags to follow on social media. Widely associated with exvangelicals and fundie snarks, it’s a term I’ve embraced wholeheartedly as a former tongues-speaking, demon-banishing holy roller.
Hi, I’m Jaye, and I’m here to unf*ck myself. (Hello, Jaye). Once upon a time, I couldn’t wait to turn fifty. Back in the early to mid-nineties, it had felt like everyone I admired and wanted to grow up to emulate was in their fifties. (Hello, Boomers)!