God, I grew up in a catholic home. At a stop age, I stopped attending mass regularly because my mom didn’t want people looking at her bad if I were to be loud. Eventually, I did my sacraments and that’s when I’d attend church classes. Occasionally we’d stay for mass. At this point I was nine, I had no real affection towards my religion. Since I hardly attended church at some point I thought I was LDS because that’s all I’d hear about. Around the age of 13, I did my last sacrament before marriage and that consisted of me attending mass more often and even then I did not feel any attachment towards “my” church. When I was 12 I had to face a situation with my mom, all by ourselves. I think at this point all the “faith” I may have had was gone.
