Growing up, with parents whose hardcore Christian beliefs mirrored that of society—had done all it could to manipulate my future. Being sheltered from the real world around us, did nothing but hurt me in the long run. As a child, I was only given one path and was told that everything else is a lie and that I would go to hell if I were to believe anything different. Science was also looked at as coming from the devil and was not talked about in my house. Given my rebellious nature, all of the things that I wasn 't supposed to do, well those were the things that I set out to research. This is my story of how something that is supposed to help society—has only made it more corrupt.
What I think to hurt me the most was, as a child, I was not told …show more content…
I still had no one to confide in to ask some of the questions I had. If I were to even bring up these same questions to anyone in the church, I would be terrified of what might happen to my social status. The hate was a by-product of the confusion and the physical fighting was a by-product of the hate that had been building since I was a child. While this is not an excuse for fighting as a child, I feel that it explains my state of mind and how I dealt with life. Even when looking back to my childhood, granted it was also full of love from my amazing parents, I feel no child should ever be exposed to hardcore ideologies such as this. Many religions teach about love and have laws that could help one to become a better person. However, as long as there has been a God, there has been killing in his name. Society needs to realize that while maybe religions usually have good intentions—hate will always be a …show more content…
Especially when there are hundreds of groups, all who have one thing in common; everyone else 's belief is wrong. As I get older, I find this to be very ironic and well kind of funny. How are there hundreds of religions, each of which believes in something different, yet the only one that is the right one is the one you believe in. When we take a step back and look at it this way, it tends to make more sense than when you 're all mixed up in the middle of everything. I couldn 't help but ask if every one of them say they are right, what if they are all right but wrong at the same time? Could it be that what you believe to be the truth is the truth? This is when my life started making more sense and pushed me even further to see the world for what it truly
What I think to hurt me the most was, as a child, I was not told …show more content…
I still had no one to confide in to ask some of the questions I had. If I were to even bring up these same questions to anyone in the church, I would be terrified of what might happen to my social status. The hate was a by-product of the confusion and the physical fighting was a by-product of the hate that had been building since I was a child. While this is not an excuse for fighting as a child, I feel that it explains my state of mind and how I dealt with life. Even when looking back to my childhood, granted it was also full of love from my amazing parents, I feel no child should ever be exposed to hardcore ideologies such as this. Many religions teach about love and have laws that could help one to become a better person. However, as long as there has been a God, there has been killing in his name. Society needs to realize that while maybe religions usually have good intentions—hate will always be a …show more content…
Especially when there are hundreds of groups, all who have one thing in common; everyone else 's belief is wrong. As I get older, I find this to be very ironic and well kind of funny. How are there hundreds of religions, each of which believes in something different, yet the only one that is the right one is the one you believe in. When we take a step back and look at it this way, it tends to make more sense than when you 're all mixed up in the middle of everything. I couldn 't help but ask if every one of them say they are right, what if they are all right but wrong at the same time? Could it be that what you believe to be the truth is the truth? This is when my life started making more sense and pushed me even further to see the world for what it truly