I was raised Catholic. Then I realized being gay was not compatible with that faith, but I never abandoned my love for Virgin Mary and will forever feel protected by her. I then sought spirituality, became a Yoga teacher and got super into the Bhagavad Gita. Then I realized I had fallen into a bubble that did not represent my lived reality, therefore generating anxiety from feeling incompatible with my surroundings. But I never abandoned my obsession for balance and listening to my body. I then got very into astrology, numerology, and Tarot. Then I realized I sought a more evidence-based belief, not pseudosciences. But I never abandoned my ability to find patterns everywhere and collect cool facts to throw around in conversation. Now, as my belief systems have mostly shattered, I’m into my ancestors. For this is the most real and close connection to God I can find as of today. It is crazy though how this exploration and yearning for meaning has made me a collector of faiths.