i've been "christian" for all my life, and its starting to tear away at my sides. around 12 years old, i started to wonder ,, why does my whole family worship this invisible god? do we know him? who even is he? most importantly, i thought about why we had to devote our whole life to him. it felt insane, and it still does; i hate it. (sorry this is messy!!!)
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