I’ve tried to leave the Netjeru behind on numerous occasions and for various reasons.
Because I felt unheard or unloved
Because I was told faith wasn’t good for me, was poisoning me, driving me insane
Because I needed to step back and try to live my life focused on being a person instead of a worshipper, because I wasn’t caring for myself
And each time, I always come home to Them; always a little different, but I return nonetheless. The Netjeru are home to me. Even if any conversations with Them are just my own imagination - I don’t know I believe the validity of conversing or of divination frankly as anything more than parsing out your own internal thoughts - but even just talking and imagining what They’d say can be so helpful and comforting.
I doubt I could ever truly leave my gods. I don’t think I ever truly want or wanted to.












