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Ever since I was little, my parents brought me to church with them. I never questioned or made comments about why I went to church, I just did. The only annoying thing ever about church was getting up early on a Sunday morning. But this changed as I grew up. I was planned to be confirmed in eighth grade. I went to all the confirmation classes and knew all of the material, however this is when a thought popped into my head. Why the hell do I believe this? The more I thought about it, the more I began to think that Santa Clause was more believable than what I was being taught. I talked to my confirmation leader over the issue and he just told me I needed to be confirmed anyway because my parents wanted me to. All of this was really odd to me, because not only did the material sound like a science fiction movie, but the church didn’t even care if I believed in it or not, they just wanted me to be a part of it. I was always a logical kid, and when a completely illogical biblical story mixed with a church that doesn’t care much for what it is based on, then that just makes no sense. I would be stupid to believe such a thing. I ended up being confirmed, which was a mistake. But I don’t care enough for church that I don’t want to go through the process of telling the church this. This is one of the most significant parts of my life because I began thinking for myself, and not trusting everyone else’s decisions for me to be the best ones. It made me look at my parents, my friends, and everyone around me in a different way. I needed to make decisions based on what I believed, not on what everyone else did or what the majority of the population does. This realization made me look at the social norm and realize that it was completely irrelevant to the way I lived. I now don’t do things because my parents want me to, or because it is socially accepted. I need to live my own life, not be molded by the choices of other’s decisions.
