Long story short, I was working for someone who I thought was a friend. I saw him be dishonest with other people and live a lifestyle that was far from wholesome, although he was always nice to me and there was benefits to our friendship and work partnership. Then, I caught him in a few lies and I had to write off the friendship. I couldn't tolerate him being deceptive and I felt he had something of a sociopathic personality type. Around that same time, I broke up with my girlfriend, which was a good thing but still painful. I loved her deeply and I still do in a platonic way, but she was very unstable and it rubbed off on me. For instance, she once had a dream that I cheated on her (which I never did although I did flirt with other girls, something I regret) and then hit me in the face. It didn't hurt much physically but it did emotionally & spiritually.
I decided to move back home. I was on my own since graduating college, and I had a somewhat bohemian lifestyle. I worked on farms and other odd jobs to make money and then I would travel, either to countries with good exchange rates (I could live on $10-20 a day), or bumming around in the U.S., camping in the woods or couchsurfing. The "friend" I mentioned was the manager of one of the farms. After I parted ways with him, I was out of work, and my relationship fell south... since traveling I lost touch with many of my other friends. Around the same time I came in the realization that I was not as good of a person as I previously thought. I didn't think I was terrible or anything, but I no longer saw myself through rose-colored glasses.... I saw my sin, I saw my darkness, I knew that I had much inner work to do. When I was feeling in the darkest moment of that time, I was already agnostic about Christ, though I believed in God (not the Christian God then, I just felt there was a conscious, creative source of reality, it seems more unlikely it could have all happened randomly, not only something out of nothing, but everything out of nothing... it doesn't make sense [that was Parmenides argument, that what is cannot come from that what is not]). So I decided to ask for Christ for guidance, more as an experiment than out of faith. This happened in a hostel while I was waiting to fly back to my parents' home, to live for a bit while I figured things out.
I felt a reassurance. I don't really know how to describe it... it wasn't a voice but just a feeling of my spirit being safe. It was like finding a campfire after wandering around lost on a dark night. I wouldn't say I was healed totally, or that I went from feeling bad to feeling amazing, but I felt a reassurance and peace that wasn't there even before my life started to fall apart. I started reading some of Jesus' sayings and passages from the Bible, especially the first 4 books of the New Testament and Psalms (I still need to read the whole thing, just doing bit by bit). Within a few months, I was able to build a new foundation and get a fresh start. I do not believe I could have done it alone.
That was my experience, but leading up to that experience was the acknowledgement of evil as a real force in the material and spiritual world. In my past, I was interested in Buddhism and Taoism, and I still find much of these teachings helpful. The Buddha found truth in this world through a brilliant psychological-spiritual system. The Taoists found ways to work with their energy to find good health, harmony with nature, and tranquility. Much of the Taoists believe their work could lead to a positive re-birth. Christianity however, dealt more with the afterlife, and deals directly with the problem of evil. At this time, I was seeing evil all around me, whether darkness within myself, addictions of friends and family, or the disgusting lifestyles of Hollywood and the elites of the world. When I saw that evil, it became more clear to me what is good.... and that aligned with my becoming Christian. In many ways I am still inspired by Buddhism and Taoism, but Christianity was able to speak to a different part of me that the former two did not. So, it was that combination of 1) My personal life going through a dark stage, and 2) Being more aware of the problem of evil, and 3) Meeting and listening to some inspiring Christians, that initiated my experience/experiment. I have my moments of doubt and skepticism still, but I have a foundation of faith built out of my understanding of the world based on my personal experiences. In a way, I feel that I stumbled into Christianity rather than was raised into it. Not that I think this is better, but it is my path and was appropriate for me.
I guess that wasn't very short, haha, but that about sums it up. I will be going back in the fall for grad school to be a school psychologist, and I am hoping to make a positive impact on the students that I come across. I am trying to live healthier, be more positive, grow with wisdom and faith. I hope one day I will meet the right woman and start a family. God and Christ have always been there, but I was turned away for much of my life and it took some shock to wake me up and take a different path.