Originally Posted by Rain Man
I lost religion in 1972. I was nine years old and my parents made me go to church, and I had to ride home on the church bus. I would never get home until the first quarter of the Chiefs game was over, and sometimes even missed an entire half. I decided that I could not worship a god who would let that happen.
These days, I'm starting to rethink it, though.
I lost mine when I was 13 years old. I went to a week long church camp that showed me everything I needed to see to get the **** away from religion. Sleep deprivation was their main mind control tactic and I remember trying to run off and sleep and they caught me and they were like YOU WANT ME TO CALL YOUR PARENTS AND HAVE THEM COME AND GET YOU and I was like HELL YES get me the **** out of here. Then they wouldn't call my parents once I said that and I had to tough it out.