I still remember my first moment of disbelief was when I was in Sunday School, probably around five or six years old and the nun was telling us about how prayer was when we talked with God
Me, being an autistic-as-hell little kid said “But I never hear anything back”
The nun goes “Well, you don’t always, that’s not how prayer works”
And I just bust our with a, “then what’s the point? Why bother?”
They made me sit in the corner for an hour, which was fine because I just played Mega Man on my Game Boy with no sound on
I didn’t even have the mental capacity to refute anything, it was always strict obedience. Happens when you’re in an echo chamber; they have to get you while you’re young so you accept everything as fact and never question anything, it’s really disgusting and creepy
I still remember my first moment of disbelief was when I was in Sunday School, probably around five or six years old and the nun was telling us about how prayer was when we talked with God
Me, being an autistic-as-hell little kid said “But I never hear anything back”
The nun goes “Well, you don’t always, that’s not how prayer works”
And I just bust our with a, “then what’s the point? Why bother?”
They made me sit in the corner for an hour, which was fine because I just played Mega Man on my Game Boy with no sound on
I didn’t even have the mental capacity to refute anything, it was always strict obedience. Happens when you’re in an echo chamber; they have to get you while you’re young so you accept everything as fact and never question anything, it’s really disgusting and creepy