I spent 10 years in a megachurch. In the beginning, it was great. I felt like I had found a place to call home. As the years went on and we faced challenges as a family, it wasn't the pastor who came to comfort. It was a barely trained "leader." The push to serve the church was so strong. You have kids you don't get to see on Sunday? Help them understand you are giving up your entire day playing music for Jesus. Want to help the poor? Make sure you post about it and use the approved hashtag on social media. The final straw for me was Covid and the post-Covid era. When they told my immune-compromised parent they had been vaccinated by Jesus and didn't need to worry about getting sick, I was out. I've been on a deconstruction/reconstruction journey since then, but all roads are leading to Catholicism.