in which i obtain a divorce from god

As of 14:21 this afternoon, I've been living (as the church website informs me) "in excommunication", "outside a visible bond to the church and its sacraments", for the first time in over a quarter of a century. And it's been far too long in the making, but - I didn't know it would feel this frightening.

Says the lady at the church office: "You're welcome back when you change your mind."
Says I: "Thank you."

Then I went for a ceremonial cup of coffee. Think I'll go for another one now.

or twelve