I had the great misfortune to be raised in a Christian household, however the forced indoctrination and weekly "bible class" in my tiny private school allowed me to see the flaws in Christianity. Elementary school was hell. I never understood why none of my fellow students saw things like I did, why none of the teachers did. With every authority figure and "peer" blinded by their faith I was forced to find things out on my own.
I discovered Satanism around the age of 8-9, in the form of a small brown paperback book. I don't think I'll ever be able to express the tremendous feeling of coming home. I wasn't wrong, other people actually knew what the hell was going on. Every trace of fear and doubt left, replaced with pride and confidence.