I'm not sure what all the ban on religious talk entails, so if this post gets booted so be it. I was raised in an intensely religious family, and after years of careful consideration and excrutiating depression, I decided to leave that religion. To say that my family was not happy is an understand of the century. Every single person in my life is connected to this religion (NOT an exaggeration!), and most insist that my depression will improve if I life this religion. But I firmly believe that this religion has contributed immeasurably to my long term, unbearable depression. I cant's escape this catch 22. I'm dead to the ones I love most if I continue to turn my back on this thing, but I don't think my soul can stand it if I don't. I feel betrayed because something I was taught all my life would bring me peace has brought nothing but misery. I don't know how to get out of this trap, and antidepressants can't solve a double bind like this. I just don't know what to do.