I hate religious people…. not the people, but the fact they are religious. I am not one of those people who are up in their face, I sit in the back of the room listening to all the conversations that happen around me…. and to be honest 3/4ths or the people that go to the church…. do not even really care. but the thing that hurts is me seeing people’s live being ruined by some deity that does not exist. I do not saw this about the catholic god, I am not being biased…. all forms of religion to me…. is useless. Well, before we go further, I was raised in a house where god was never mentioned. I did not even know there was this strange thing that people prayed to everyday, nor did I know what a church was until I was 10. and I only found out because of some family issues and I was sent to a catholic orphanage. I hated that place because they told me everything I lived for was a lie, all my principles are wrong, and I should follow “god” There religion was forced unto me, even though it did not work, I lived for 10 years with a father who no better than a dog without help… why did I need it now? and through that frustration of that horrid place forcing this “religion” on me and trying to tell me that im worthless and I am a sinner, and I must beg for forgiveness…. well pisses me off. So my guilt is…. being free of what holds everyone else back.