The truth is the truth. It's that simple. The world 8s 4.5billion years old. People have never lived to be 800. The Ark never happened. Nobody comes back from the dead. Can walk in water, raise the dead. Zombies did not leave their g4aves as Jesus die and walk about. L8tts wife wasn't turned into a pillar if salt. Angels weren't going to get raped until the gut offered up his own daughters. Mises never existed. The Egypt plagues never happened. The sea did not part. I could go on throughout the book. A guy didnt live inside a giant fish.
If anybody claims any of thst shit is real, they are deluding themselves. How can a book be true when it's filled with nonsense any God worth his salt woukd know. Gay people? A God creates them so they can be persecuted? Women are inferior and possessions? It's all made up, a great story and made many great films, but so is Jason and the Argonuats. And all the Greek and Roman classicaltales. written by men.
Unlike you, I was force fed this utter shite and believed most of it, until my critical faculties kicked in. This caused me a shit storm of grief at school and at home. To my mother's dying day she hoped I would return to Faith. But when you realise it's all too contradictory, scientifically baseless and at times hateful and awful, you can't go back. You don't want to. It's a weight off.