
Looking back I realize how toxic the people “teaching” me my religion were. It was OCD hell (pun not intended). Once I was told that if you thought a certain thing that you would be “sinning”. Which of course made my brain immediately think those thoughts, causing me to believe I was going to hell or that I was being punished by God. I know now that those were intrusive thoughts and they don’t represent who I am.
Sometimes I wish I grew up in a different culture bc “Sunday school” and the way I was taught my religion conditioned me to be suspicious of myself. Always thinking I was doing something wrong and that I deserved punishment. But what I really deserved was the love and acceptance that my church preached but rarely practiced