So as a kid, I hated going to church. Dressing in stuffy outfits, having older people fawn over me, sitting for 2 or 3 hours as the pastor would tell us what to think, waiting 45 minutes as my parents talked to others, then being dragged to hours and hours of errands.
There weren’t that many kids my age either. There was this one kid in my class, but we didn’t have as much in common. One thing I hated was studying for, and attending, Sunday school. Most kids hate doing homework. So what’s more annoying than homework that has nothing to do with your grades and all about getting on the good side of some god that may or may not exist?
I was also into things like Yugioh, Magic the gathering, and basically anything related to magic or fantasy. All of which other church parents said wasn’t good for me. Now a days, I’d point out the cruelties and barbarism committed in the bible by both God and his followers. Ash Ketchum or Yugi Moto make for better role models then him.
So hours of my day stolen from me just to go to a building where I’m told I’m going to Hell. Church was like some brainwashing thing where you were falsely called special at one moment and then judged for your individuality.