I think I've managed to find a solution to that problem. I've simply chucked all scripture out the window. It's working so far I think more people should try it.
I can sympathize with Nate; my up-bringing was no where near as brutal and violent as his was. I was never even beaten, but I know what it's like to be a nine year old sitting in a pew while a pastor tells you how you're an evil sinner and that you're going to a place of eternal and unending torments for all eternity. It instilled such a shock in me that I was actually technically "saved" more than 12 times just because I wanted to make absolutely certain. And the irrational fear of hell still persists with me today. When I think the question; "what if I'm wrong?" I don't think about missing out on heaven or the love of God...I'm worried about hell.