Christian kiiled by native islanders

When I was young I remember meeting a lot of these super positive, up with jesus Christians. I was a natural skeptic who loved science. I also loved goth rock and wore dark clothes and probably seemed depressed. I drew these happy, shiny young Christians like moths to a flame during my University stint. They looked at me with puppy dog eyes and had their new testament all book-marked up. I was a confused catholic refugee coming to terms with 12 years of attempted brainwashing. I was guilt ridden because I never could do what was required. This went on till my thirties. All that wasted energy. In retrospect, these minister types were abhorrent enough for me to start doubting to whole thing. In a way I am glad that these evangelicals tried to get to me. The inspired me to become an atheist. Six months before my life-long catholic mother died she called me up and said “Bobby, you are right it is all bullshit”. I was so proud of her.