Dealing with the death of god is one of the hardest things I've experienced. I was arrested by the police for having a severe panic attack that meant I was clearly under the influence. Denied my medication for 10 hours. Charged with a misdemeanor. Spent 5 hours in jail. 1/

Just to add icing to the cake, hiring a lawyer has put my wife and I in abject poverty. Despite us both having masters degree in STEM, we work in fast food.

The most ironic part is this all went down in a Baptist church parking lot. In a matter of hours I went from being the most steadfast Catholic to an atheist. To bastardize my favorite thinker: god is dead, God remains dead, the police have killed him.

ALL I did the entire time this was going down was pray. I prayed a thousand Hail Mary's, asked every saint I could think of for intercession, and prayed, the entire time this was happening. The deafening silence that fell that day was undeniable proof that there is no god. 2/