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Originally posted by Sunshine.
d. I got baptized at like 12 when I could consent and understand (barely) what I was taking on.
Then my hormones kicked in.
I remember undressing boys in my mind while in Sunday class and Wednesday Youth Group. And then when we went to bible camp one summer and shared tents/roomed together....it was just  Not sure how I reconciled my faith with my lust for 3 years. Cause once I turned 15, the shame of being gay as a Christian started to set in. But for those three years I was living
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I had to go to church to get one of their "holy sacraments" that would make me legally marry in catholic church by their standards
at the time, I was agnostic, I hated church but I still believed in god or whatever, and I was so annoyed that I was forced to go by my parents, especially mom. I was 14 years old at the time, so I didn't have any other option. I remember when they had discussion about homosexuality, it was around the time I just started to accept it, and they completely disgusted me with their words and views

I can't ever understand the self-hate religious gay folks have that they would just look over what the bible/quran/etc. has written in or how majority of religious folk have mindset. And that's just the topic about LGBT issues. It made me more critical, as I was questioning how could this "all knowing, powerful god" be presented this way, yet saying such awful and irrational things.
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Originally posted by Shizuka
I remember volunteering to be saved and baptized at like 10 or something cause I wanted to do communion. I think I got like dunked twice and was okay, maybe even a bit excited even at the thought of being saved. 
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