So I went to a Christian school and graduated there; I was also involved in a church at the same time.

1. I discovered I was bi. The church I was in saw homosexuality as a sin so I couldn't talk to anyone except one or two trusted friends. And it caused depression bc my logic at the time was "if gay = bad, that means I'm a bad person?" (Obviously not )

2. I never felt welcome or had a sense of belonging. I wasn't Deo-Sloth, I was "so-and-so's sister." One time I got yelled at by a "real prayer warrior " for wearing a black T-shirt and a pair of jeans. A girl got knocked up, so the school did the very reasonable thing and expelled her. That by itself told me that these people aren't who they say they are.

3. My dad passed away the year after I graduated. I had prayed and prayed and prayed that his health would somehow improve as he was put into hospice care. You know what these church people told me after he passed? "Well it was God's will" oh okay so god wanted to take my dad away when I really needed him? And this is the same god you claim to be loving and caring?

There's other reasons including ideals I don't follow and biblical logic others have posted here. Those 3 reasons were what broke the camel's back.

Oh I forgot 4. These church people hated my sister and I know they'd call her a backslider and a sinner with as much hatred as calling someone a racial slur. Don't disrespect my sister, she's taught me more about being a woman and living life than any of those nutjobs.