I was born into a “Catholic” family, that really leans more towards non-demoninational, I wasn’t raised in Church, I was baptized as a baby and that’s it. As a kid, religion really scared me, I always felt the only reason someone have anything to do with religion is because they didn’t want to go to Hell when they die, and I realize where I got that now, because the only time God was brought up was when someone died. As a young teen, I guess I really wanted to be edgy, I was a lesbian, I was an anarchist, I worshiped rock bands, I mean I believed in God, but faith definitely wasn’t something that was apart of my life. I pretty much know for certain, if this next thought hadn’t got in my head, I’d probably be an atheist today. Something in me wanted to buy a rosary, I don’t know why, I just thought they were pretty and wanted one. Well, a week or two later my family went into a Christian store, and I searched everywhere for a rosary, it took me a while, but I found them and bought one. I began to learn how to pray it, and studying Catholicism, and eventually…all of my views shifted…completely. I started making my mom take me to mass, taking RCIC and confirmation classes, and I got confirmed, and I was only a year older than the confirmation students so it wasn’t too awkward. I’m Catholic because the Church transformed my life, because if I hadn’t found the Church I’d probably be an atheist, I’m Catholic because it’s the truth.