At age thirteen, in my parents' backyard, I read a pledge of purity—before my friends and parents' friends, I promised to abstain from sex, drugs, and alcohol, in addition to committing my life to being a good Christian girl.
The ceremony, which had a name I can't recall, was extremely casual. It was the contemporary Christian version of a bat mitzvah, a…
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