It was awful. I had to serve the males of the house first in anyway they needed. Home was literal hell.

It was only religous on Sunday morning when my selfesh dad would scream at us to get up and go to Sunday school. Oh yeah! Us kids had to say a blessing every night before supper. He watched us.

No. That allowed us to take in nature, to follow the logic of life unencumbered by human distortions. But we, siblings and self were dumbfounded at school, listening to our classmates who supposedly ‘believed.’ Truely a WTF moment for us! I’ve thanked my parents for allowing us freedom from religion … and so pity those having suffered the ‘hell’ of it…

Society in general herds us into conformity while stifling the questioners, but religion jams their followers down funnels. We had a recent question on ‘our favorite podcasts,’ and though this one’s fairly new, I forgot to mention it: [parcast.com] Their most recent is on the ‘FLDS’ - I recommend it to everyone...

As I listened to the podcast today, as I have their others, it makes obvious how every religion is a cult, using the same tactics of manipulation, they only vary in size… As I listen, the heroes and sheroe’s to me are those with what it takes to escape.. You, are extraordinary ~

A little bit of both. My mom was somewhat religious, but my dad, not really. He did even really care to go to Church.

In a word, horrible. My mother is was and always will be a "more pious than thou" self deluding religious nutter, my father lived and died a selfish self centered violent alcoholic. My mother made excuses for everything that usually boiled down to God must want it this way for a reason.