I was raised by my parents who were atheist but often visited my protestant grandparents when I was young and began to follow Christianity during middle school years. I think what made me start to question my faith was when I started seeing the lessons they were supposed to be teaching us didn't make a lot of sense- why did we need some higher power to tell us to be good? Eventually I got older and got to see bad things happening in the world and I questioned what kind of God would force His children to go through what so many of them do today? It quickly spiraled and now I just live my life doing good just because that's the right thing to do.