Growing up, I used to go to church every Sunday. I never knew why, but it was something my parents always did. My grandma and my mom’s side were very religious people. As I got older, I questioned it even before taking a World Religion’s class in college.
I don’t want to go into too much detail and offend anyone, but I had to explore and learn about it. I was never happy as a Christian because of the hypocrisy of Christianity in our modern age compared to the old age. I had conversations with a few people relating to it and they either criticized and guilt me for my decisions or tried pushing me back into it. I’ve always thought Christianity was a peaceful religion where people were kind to each other. Apparently not for everyone, and some were even strict.
Out of all religions I’ve learned, Buddhism was my favorite. I’m still a Christian by heart, but Buddhism taught me to be more understanding, indifferent, kind, and caring to people no matter who or what they are. I went out of my comfort zone just to find out, which Buddha did as well coming from a rich and powerful family. I’ve also learned no matter what religion or background in general you come from, but there are many gateways that lead to God or even Nirvana.
The Wolf's Cave 
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