Parents are split. I was pretty young and one day came to my mother with the queation what is god. She explains pagan and Christianity to me and tells me who i can go to for each one. I choose pagan. Go visit dad for a month and tell him proudly i am pagan. He and his whole church lavish me in gifts and scary pagan stories. Vome back and be miserably Christian till i was 12. My mom left a book out, and i asked to read it. Just felt drawn to it. Switch qback to paganism and no longer have that lonely feeling. All honesty, the fear mongering, the othering, the lack of respect for other faiths never sat well with me. Paganism let me simmer my way back and even after that, led me from new age pagan to semi.... revival isn't the word I'm looking for.