Recovering Episcopalian, here.
As a teenage non-Mormon in Salt Lake City, it was important for me to have some sort of religious identity. I was very active in the youth stuff in the Utah Diocese, a member of the state-wide Youth Coordinating Team that put on retreats and camps and stuff. That part was all very fun.
When I went away to college I started thinking for myself, and began questioning why I should believe a thing simply because the people who raised me believed it--and why my beliefs should be different than somebody else's because somebody else raised them. Then I read Thomas Aquinas for a class, and decided the whole thing was bogus.
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