Okay, so, the not-so-complicated story of my religious history is: I was raised Jewish for years, but I converted before I reached the age of studying for my bat-mitzvah. It’s still a really big part of my identity because…like…it just is, you know? I still have teachers and rabbis to make proud, even though I’ve fallen out of touch with most of them and the others have since died. So…like I don’t know if that post applies to me either, tbh.