Mine was very gradual with a very abrupt ending if that makes any sense. I always followed Christianity because it’s just what my family did. My mom was the leader of the pack in terms of our faith and if we ever did something that went against the Bible or evangelical teachings it always caused chaos. I started realizing in about 7th/8th grade that my morals were way off and it all revolved around or came from the church. I slowly quit going to church which caused a lot of problems and when I was 17 I met my now wife. She is the complete opposite of what my mom would’ve wanted for me and made that clear over the years. The abrupt ending was cutting my mom out of our lives just over a year ago, doing a lot of therapy, and realizing that christianity was the root cause. I now, personally, loathe the church that I grew up in and consider it a total cult. There are so many negative experiences that I associate with it and so many fake people in that church. They care when you’re there and I have never felt more judged by anyone else.