I swither between C S Lewis (universalism) and Terry Pratchett (annihilation for those who believe that annihilation is what they'll get). And occasionally I wake up terrified that all the flaming stuff might actually be true.

I've been a Christian of one sort or another since I was 16, so that's 19 years now. I was only involved with the fundies for three of those years (and was detaching myself by halfway through the second year). It leaves an awful lot of scars for so short a space of time.