Born in 1972, mother and father divorced in 1976, both of them remarried other people in 1980. My step-father introduced me to religion, he is a Catholic. I have zero baggage or regrets about the divorce.
But the life I led as a teenage and into my late 20's might lead some to believe that I was acting out against society. The car accident that I was in Spring of 1991 pretty much derailed my life. Before the accident, I was supposed to ship out to Navy Boot Camp. But instead, I spent the next 11 years cursing myself. If you can think of a time-wasting and self-defeating pursuit available to a 20-something, I probably engaged in it. I was directionless for many years.
But in 2000/01 I became enlightened. The birth of my first child as well as the attacks of 9/11 allowed me to see more clearly the role I played in the world around me. If I felt a certain way about something I had 3 choices. Do nothing, do something destructive to myself or work to effect a solution of the problem.