I hear (read) a lot of people discover Satanism and they feel like they have finally found something that speaks to them. This is true for me as well. I grew up in a very strict Southern Baptist home. I really wanted to fit in but it seems as though my step-mother and sister had something else in mind. I was the outcast (like most of us seem to be) and took the brunt of the family's frustration in abuse because I didn't quiet fit in. After a while I didn't want to, I didn't want to live like I was two different people. So I stopped trying which incurred more wrath and subsequent abuse.
When I graduated high school I was told I was not smart enough to go to college so I joined the Marines. At 5'0 I really shouldn't have but I had shit to prove. I did my job and left with an Honorable Discharge with the main skill learned being how to disappear when standing right in front of someone I hated. The next years involved having a baby boy, getting 2 divorces,one more marriage with one more baby, and trying to find out where I fit in life.
I came across Satanism early in my search but my childhood religious fears stopped me, this was a good thing at the time. I have tried every religion I could and came to the conclusion that the "it" I was searching for wasn't there. That's when I went from Deist to Agnostic to finally Atheism.
After Atheism, Satanism fell back into my lap. Now that I took the time to read and listen I found what I had be searching for all along, the real me.
Hail Me!