I grew up in a Baptist family. My grandfather is a Baptist minister, so from a young age my mom and dad took me to church. My dad actually converted from Catholocism for my mom. For a while everything was fine until high school. I had already started to drift away from the church even though I was baptized. Then we got a youth minister that wasn't accepting at all. When the church was choosing her, I had met her once and got strange feelings about her (ie didn't like her). I said these at the meeting before she was asked to come to the church and the church not only pushed me away but pushed my family away. After she left my family went back, but I developed my own take on religion.
My beliefs now are more simple. More like Judaism but not really. I still like the meaning of Christmas (ie giving and receiving, helping others, the REAL meaning of the Christmas tree, simple stuff like that). I go to church occasionally when I go home, but only to service because I don't like Sunday School at all. The whole telling me I'm wrong for what I feel thing usually happens.
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