I was born and raised catholic, now I'm just a free thinking humanist. It's way too long of a story to tell, and I don't feel like hearing all the crap from the xians today.

I was raised Catholic and started questioning things around high school age. I am still Christian, but I really don't consider myself Catholic anymore. My thought process became too liberal along the way.

I was raised in a very strict house and had to attend church ever sunday etc etc. While I was in high school I was pretty religious, because I was friends with the Christian group, and that worked out well because my parents let me go to my friend's house if they were Christian and let me go to Bible study on weeknights (whereas otherwise I was not allowed out on weeknights). But when I left that "bubble" and went to college, I met people with lots of different backgrounds, and made friends with all sorts, and it was also difficult to get to church without a car. So that slowly dwindled, and I started becoming less religious. Then, once I had left the "religious club", I started seeing the ugly side of religion. Religious people started being prejudiced against me because I didn't go to church, and my parents were mean to my boyfriend because he wasn't Christian. I had never seen this ugly side before, when I was still in the club. But now that I've seen how horrible people can behave towards people of other beliefs, I choose to rather be open-minded and accepting, and am more of a Unitarian. Religious divides just cause fights and I'm so OVER that!

The word God was forbidden to be spoken in the house. But early on I knew there was a God, although I did not really know him by that name. I knew him through the Love of my Mother who lived and gave nothing but gentleness and Love and lived the Biblical principals. I was also very aware many times of a supreme being's hand on my life, extra strength when I needed it, incredible insight to many extremely difficult and unusual events and guidence of my heart through it all. At the time however I did not know exactly what it was, I just knew, that I knew, that I knew. Not long before she died she expressed her belief in God and sent me to a few Sunday school classes as she was too sick to go herself. I gained a new prespective and began to put it all together.

I was raised in a Baptist household most of my childhood except for the time when my father was in another cult. Once I left, that stuff faded out of my life. Took awhile, but it is definitely in the rear window

When I was a child, I used to talk as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I put aside childish things. (1 Corinthians 13:11) I was raised a Catholic and am still a Catholic but my beliefs and practices are a bit more mature than they were when I was a child. When I was old enough to think for myself, I looked around at all of my spiritual options and then realized that Catholicism: + Answered all my questions + Satisfied both my faith and my reason + Inspired both great learning and great spirituality With love in Christ.