I was raised Fundamentalist Christian. I know you all know stories, but here's mine:

[Silver Gaia]

116. Hugs back to you!

I was born in Washington state (my Dad was stationed at a base near Seattle), but home was Arkansas for my parents and that's where this happened. I do want to say that my grandmother was a good woman. I still love her dearly. My memories of her are good ones. Grandpa dragged her into that church. He was a strict authoritarian. She was doing the best she could, and she was wise in so many ways. I am fine today. I understood things like hypocrisy at a very young age because of that experience. It led me to study world religions in college because I wanted to try to understand why people believe the things they do. So, all in all, I am healed from it. It never got its hooks deep in me because I always had parents at home whose beliefs were different. They taught me to walk my own path. But I share my story when and where I can. It helps me to write it out, and it may help someone else to read it.