I thought that my beliefs were the only way to prosperity and had in turn completely shunned myself to anything else. I became so consumed in my beliefs that all I desired was for others to see why my ideology was the sole option for salvation. That concept of a child that believes so radical of their religion at such an adolescent age seems hard to comprehend. With my extremist experience, my religion was not just a belief it was who I was. My religion was my identity. But I remember yearning to have my identity and culture separated; the two combined had made me an outsider.
When I reached 14 years old my family completely left the congregation and my culture background began to be stripped away piece by piece. The social aspect hurt me the most, this church that I had grown up in and in turn had developed close net relationships in, was gone with no explanation attached. I began to feel at lost because all the reasons behind the justification of secluding myself from the world were these strong relationships in the congregation. The people that had influenced my decision to separate myself from society cut ties with me …show more content…
All that I had known vanished and I was forced to start new. When I started high school the desire to seek out something that could replace those values and beliefs became present. As the first day conspired I became the talk of my class when I showed up with my usual wardrobe absent. It was as though for so long I had been in an enclosed society that had hidden away the world from me and now I was free to grab it.
Culture is such an essential thing that we implicit in order to understand who we’re. Culture can’t be found if we live in a state of number one mentality and deficit theory. Leaving behind all I knew was unimaginable at the time, but the world began to show me itself as I finally freed myself from the ties of my own ideology. When I let go of the illusion that my way was the only path of righteous I began to see the world completely