Not to sound totally emo but as somebody with religious trauma I find it frustrating that we made up hell and everything else to pass the time in our confusion.
Most of what we do is uncertainty, and some people take confidence in that. Serving a god would feel degrading to me, I can't imagine a way to live that would satisfy my ideal conditions, I don't think I have any. They say that the agency we supposedly have over the idea of the grand purpose is suppose to make you feel better. Being given something *so* valuable nonconsensually is scary. I just spend a lot of my time confused and crying like I did as a toddler, they make me think the issue is obvious.
