- My mom read me a quote from my baby book not too long ago. She said that when I was 3, I told her..."I hope I don't be bad anymore." Kinda cute, unless you realize this was coming from the mind of a religiously traumatized toddler who thought there was a sky god, or a "loving heavenly father" as the church taught, who was going to send her to hell because she may not have prayed the right words for him to save her from all her sins, or he may not have heard her. I was terrified that no matter what I was supposed to do to get that eternal life in heaven, I was not going to get it "right enough" and I was going to be disqualified and burn in hell forever.
Nobody cares. Or at least, nobody cares enough to do anything.
I've proposed solutions to this problem before. I will never do so again.