Faith crisis and leaving religion support in Sweden 🇸🇪

“Si estás empezando esto, no te voy a decir que se pasa. No sé. Lo que sí sé es que puedes dudar y seguir siendo tú. Yo dejé la iglesia a los treinta y cinco y todavía me despierto pensando en eso. Pero ya no me duele todo el día. Busca a alguien con quien puedas hablar sin que te quiera convencer de nada. Y duerme si puedes. A mí me ayuda pintar.”

“If you're at the start of this, I won't pretend it's easy. The first few months were the worst of my life so but I'm writing this from the other side, and some days now I forget to be sad. Try not to make big decisions on the worst days. I learned that the hard way so go slowly.”

“Eighteen months ago I was exactly where you are. I remember when left the church I grew up in, like it was yesterday. Today I went for a walk and didn't cry once. The bad days get further apart. Praying for you.”

“I'm not going to tell you it gets easier right away, because it didn't for me. The first few months I felt like I'd walked out of a party and everyone was still inside having fun. What helped was finding one or two people who didn't need me to explain everything. And taking the train and just watching the city go by. You don't have to have a new belief system ready. You just have to get through the week.”