I was brought up very religious. My mom used to make us sit in front of the television to watch the catholic channel. I always used pray for bad things to stop. I was obsessive with believing God controlled everything. Then in my twenties, when my mom was dying, I was praying for her to live, every day in church to Saint Anthony. She miraculously lived, but later I had wished for her to die. I know this sounds awful but she was my abuser. So I started to resent God. I still believe in him but now I am mad at him and I can't step into a church without being triggered. I get sick to my stomach and it reminds me of my childhood (strict catholic) and my mother's almost death. It was at this time in my life when I was diagnosed with PTSD. I went from being numb and dissociating my whole life to having a total breakdown and was overwhelmed with symptoms. It was awful.