I was born a Christian. Congregationalist, in fact. I never had any problem with being Christian; I loved the idea that I could do anything and God would still love me.

When I was 11 or 12, I developed somewhat of what is OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder). I don't know why it started then, but instead of being just upset when I didn't do something correctly, I thought Satan would pull the ground away from beneath my feet and suck me down to hell.

Where this idea came from, I don't know. But I began to look to the bible for help and support. Instead, in my bible, I found ideas I totally disagreed with. Who said Jesus got to decide how mankind should live their lives? Do you personally have any proof Jesus was the son of God?

Plus, the bible had me living in fear. Satan was a creation of the bible's many writers who were looking for their 15 minutes of fame by claiming God told them some crap. I used to feel guilty all day if I said God's name in vain, was always praying, and I realized, THIS WAS CRAZY!!!!

Soon I began to think how rediculous this whole thing was. Going to church to pray to a God men didn't have any proof existed, besides what their parents had told them, was like a 30-year-old putting milk and cookies out for Santa. When I was in school, I learned Judaism started when a small group of people decided they would worship one God 6000 years ago. Judaism was a CULT! That's it!!!! I wasn't going to be afraid of a 6000 year old fairy tale, I was going to live my life, and take whatever happens later.

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