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I was born in a fairly strict Muslim family, more specifically my grandparents, as my mother and father weren't strict in the least. Up until several years ago I blindly labeled myself as a Muslim knowing nothing of the religion or what it stands for. I wore Allah and Mohammad around my neck. I had a framed pictures of Mohammad scattered about, as well as Allah written in Arabic in fancy designs, and several random lamented Islamic prayers attached here and there. I hadn't a clue what it was to be a Muslim, but it gave me a sense of comfort and safety to be surrounded by the false imagery and religious non-sense.
Several years ago, I finally opened my eyes and realized what an utter drone I was actually being, and removed anything remotely religious far far away from my presence. I trashed the prayers, the pictures, and so on, something I would've been afraid to do while under religions grasp. I dragged myself away from the mindless sheep and decided it was time to be an independent thinking individual who doesn't need some false religion to feel comfort and safety. I slowly began to lose respect for all religions and declared myself Agnostic, which I now realize is the only rational way to go.
I find religion to be a crutch for the weak, and I too at one point was one of them, but I am now thankful to have taken off the blindfolds, and hope others will eventually do the same.
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