“Describe a memory or encounter in which you considered your faith, religion, spirituality — or lack of — for the first time.” -The Daily Post
When my sister was receiving her confirmation about a month or two back, I really questioned my religion for the first time. I was sitting down after receiving the holy communion when it hit me that I was sitting in a church that probably doesn’t accept me because of my sexuality. Why should I be loyal to something that doesn’t even believe in who I am? I’ve always been religious to a small degree but mostly independent. It was around this time that I decided I’m better off being more spiritual and less religious. For now, at least.