I don't consider my story to be a conversion at all, and it hardly classifies as leaving a religion because I am still a part of it in that I am still a member of my congregation and I doubt that will actually change until they start asking me to pay dues (at 21 or when independent, of which I am neither), at which point I'll say no and walk away from it. Still, it's worth telling, and I apologize in advance - I am terrible with the idea of brevity.
I am somewhere between atheism and animism right now, which is a very strange combination, but that's not unusual for me. I expect that in time I will stare into the faces of the spirits and other entities I have started to feel in the last few years of my life and that I'll realize that I'm not crazy for believing that they exist in some form. I was raised Jewish, though not strictly - reform Judaism is essentially agnosticism in everyday life with a few religious events thrown in yearly, mostly just for symbolic purposes. I went to services whenever the family went, and I went through consecration when I was young. I trained for eight years for my Bar Mitzvah and I had a blast. I made a lot of friends and I am consistently asked back to my synagogue to read from Torah during the High Holidays (Rosh Hashanah through Yom Kippur), so I guess I was good at it.
While I was preparing for confirmation (yes, all you Christians, that's a Jewish thing), I became very outdoorsy, eventually becoming a conservationist, survivalist, guide, and climber. Getting back to nature - where I believe I belong - really affected me, primarily in that I began to feel that everything I did was impactful, and not only things like burning fossil fuels either or any of that. Literally every step I take stirs up millions upon millions of years of evolution and preparation, and it astounds me. Every time I climb, I take a stone back with me from the highest point I reach (typically a summit) as a souvenir, and it sometimes just dawns on me that that probably sat there for a good chunk of forever, and I simply took it. Is it wrong? I don't think so, but it just blows me away, and watching everything work the way it's meant to work instead of the way we shape it in civilization made me wonder what I was doing worshipping a never-before-seen figure when I could be dedicating my life to the things and places that are actually here.
As such, I've drifted away from Jewish mythology. I don't believe that any one deity could ever be anywhere near strong enough or wise enough to create the world, and I don't believe that we as a civilization will live long enough to find out exactly how things began beyond the Big Bang. Yet, at the same time, I don't believe that the conception of things is beyond human reason, and while I am more than happy to admit that I don't know, concepts that are beyond the scope of any logic, such as an all-powerful, all-knowing deity, do not work for me. I don't know where exactly I stand, but I know that I'm in the process of unlearning everything that's been taught to me and refocusing on what is real.
If anyone would like to get back to nature, I am happy to help you do so, and I'm not saying that you should leave your life behind and build a cabin outside of Fairbanks, but that when you take a vacation to New York City, drive two hours out to the mountains for a day and just be there. I know I'm not the only one that can feel the world rotating when I get away.