When I was doing my sunday school classes getting ready for confirmation, I remember thinking, what if I don't want to be confirmed? What if I get up there and just say no? I didn't do that cause my parents obviously pressured me into religion in the first place, but that's definitely the first time I realized it just wasn't for me. Took me until college to convince my family I wasnt going to church with them anymore.

Im not a religious bashing person, but you just have to be blind to so many contradictions and horrible events to stay sane and believe it's all for a better reason and that there is a higher power orchestrating it all. Props to those people cause I just can't do it.