i stopped believeing slowly, it was like a see saw, i would suddenly see through it, but then get scared that this meant id have to leave the religion i was raised in, and our family was always "in the middle of the cong", then id study and "prove" it to myself for a while,
then my gut instinct would get through again and in the end this gut instinct won out,
i stopped pioneering, became a "weak" publisher for an age, and then one day, i just could not make myself go anymore, i was just clingin on cos everyone i knew and all my family was in it, but it was soooo tiring pretending,
i then stopped, but moved out of the family home soon after and 20 miles away so i became anonymous,
i suppose cos i was a sister, they didnt feel id be a threat, so i was just ignored, that was 10 years ago,
i still feel quite sad about the people i left behind and who have nothing to do with me now except saying hello if i see them when i visit family, its such a waste of friendships that could have been lifelong if it wasnt for a stupid religion,
bloody hell its not even like we ever talked about anything spiritual when we socialised, our friendships werent Really based on a religion they were cos we got along, but then as soon as you leave, SUddenly, the religion becomes sOOOOOO important eh!
good to hear everyones stories, x