I’ve been dreading to write about my faith for a while now. Perhaps I was scared that typing it out would make it all so real. I’m tired of my faith. Not in the sense of wanting to denounce it, but rather feeling like there isn’t much more to learn and a lot of things seem repetitive. I started my “serious” Christian journey in 2011. Life was in shambles (almost didn’t pass the first year of university) and I knew that faith would give me stability. One day I prayed and asked God for something specific. Then one Sunday, not too long after, a guest preacher came to my church…