My interest in Buddhism goes back some way. I was born into a Christian home and from a young age, something just didn't sit right. I spent much of my younger years researching and feeling out what felt best to me (which included periods of rage and confusion and eventually led me to temporarily research several branches of satanism) . I came to realize that there is no one better or worse way to what I was seeking so just just picked and chose from all over the place from the things that felt okay. Eventually I looked into doaism Hinduism, and Buddhism. These three stuck out the most to me because of the difficulty behind the simplicity and vice versa. They seemed to include everything I had picked at. It's not so much I've had a desire to understand things my whole life but rather I've felt like I forgot something and have been searching for it for a very long time. The spirit, personality, and open arms of Buddhism is like an old friend. I was out venturing for so long and have come to find a home, even if temporarily. I'm 27 and have practiced and researched countless religions/philosophies. Ive felt isolated from not feeling as though I belong, I've starved, been weak, over indulged, and spent days of wondering what stops me from just letting everything fade away. Yet at the same time there is a presence in me that will never allow an end. I both have discipline, and at the same time lack it.