My journey began in 2004 when I was infatuated with someone from the UK. We were close friends so I thought, I convinced him to become a Christian, not knowing he already was one. He went deeper into his faith and I went close to the cliff's edge.  Our stories are not the same and he went his way, I left to find myself.  Later that year, I got a note from my sister asking me to meet her. I did, and my adopted mother begged to go with me. I knew that she could not so I firmly told her no, this was my journey to take alone. She gave me a guilt trip, but eventually I did go alone and i learned a lot about my blood family. My sister looked like me, but i felt out of place. After getting to know them and watching my aunt and mother fight over who has the right interpretation of Jesus I felt I had seen enough. When the week ended I left Fort Stockton a changed person. Some Christians would say trust Jesus not man, yet the bible itself admits Jesus did not come for peace, but a sword and before anyone says its the gospel itself the bible wasnt written during the time! 
          My deconversion process was completed after a cruise trip around Thanksgiving. I went ghosthunting and the tour guide was a liberal christian. The No True Scotsman fallacy reared its ugly head on his website jesusreligion.com. After a good month of thinking it over, I made it official and announced to all the world that I was no longer christian. This was December 18 2004.  I met my husband, a Buddhist through Yahoo debates. I was living in Texas and not really looking for love but i felt drawn to Jay.  So, he came to see me in Texas and i felt an instant attraction.  We moved in together and he started to remember me and my past lives.  We moved away from Texas when Bush Jr took office for the second term.  New York was quite a change from Texas.  At first I really liked NY, it was rough and different from where i lived.  We eventually settled in a place called Fort Edward and our lives were boring.  The place we lived in was a rat's nest. Literally.  At first we ignored the problem.  Me and Jay started having problems in our marriage.  I chatted to many men, and some of them gave me some deep advice.  Then the fellow from the UK came back into my life for a short time. He barely remembered me and treated me differently after a few months of chatting.  I realized i wasnt important to him and it hurt,  But, a friend came into my life before the encounter and told me to love myself and that other people will try to hurt you because they are hurting.  Ive been trying my hardest to forget the fool from the UK and although it isnt easy, i dont think it hurts as bad as it once did. After many years in Fort Edward, we realized we couldnt stay here forever and we no longer liked our landlord. So after saving up the money, we moved to Maine. Here we are finally.