My Religion Research Paper

Does my religion make me any different, do you see a label instead of my beliefs? When I was baptized as a child I didn’t understand why, I just knew God was good and stealing was bad. I had two parents with different religious beliefs. I was raised in a normal Catholic/Mormon home. My father was raised Catholic and believed anything else was wrong. My mother was raised in a Mormon home since her teenage years, and felt strongly about the way she was taught as a young girl. My religion beliefs were either catholic or Mormon nothing in between. Growing up trying to explain myself to others was difficult. I was often the outcast and being Mormon made me different which had a hard turn in my life. My beliefs made me the person I was but my religion was the identity I was known by. At the age of 14 years old my parents got separated, which meant I had to pick between living with my mother or father, and of course I choose my mother. Living with my mom meant that I would go to one church instead of two. I learned the teaching of the church and my mom felt that I was ready to get baptized. It wasn’t until I started middle school that I realized how different I was because I went a “Mormon” church, instead of a Catholic
The person I was madly in love with kept her distance, and would only visit me if she needed something. I was alone and the friends I had started to become strangers. One night as I sat in my room I decided to pray. It was the only thing that came across my mind to do in my time of depression and illness. As I kept praying I later realized that going to church helped me get through the stages in my life. Even though I was once in a point in my life where I felt disapproved and different from everyone, I started to understand that I was the only one that need to approve me was myself. It took time for me to understand that the labels that were given to me were also my