In 2018 or so I read The Confessions and it sent me into a huge spiral of doubt about Christianity and its place in The West. Then about a year and a half later I read Nietzsche's Antichrist and it fully cemented what I was already thinking about Christianity, or as I now like to call it: Christcuckery. Listening to pic rel fag whine about Virgil and Homer was enough to make me disgusted with the whole religion.