No epiphany. My parents wanted me to go to church, so I did. Never bought into it. Just never said anything concrete. Still haven't. I stopped going to Sunday School and Youth Group after I was treated badly at a retreat for the absolute last time. I came home, told them all about it, and said I was never going back. They agreed, so I agreed to keep going to Sunday Service. (Methodist) Until the first Sunday after my 18th birthday when my mom woke me up to see if I was going to church. I said no and went back to sleep. That was the end of it.

You grow and learn... eventually one day you just become aware. It's inevitable.....

WHAT GOD?