I wish I could say that I raised in a really wonderful home and that I was taught the Gospel all my life, but my story is quite the contrary. I grew up in a home where exposure to parties, alcohol, drugs, pornography, and abuse were part of normal everyday life. I was a pretty good kid, and thankfully for my Grandma, I was taught bits and pieces about the Gospel. I was baptized when I was 8, but I soon stopped going to Church. As I g...
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