Well I can't say that my experience was overly traumatic. Indoctrination was rife and daily, however. Its ineffectiveness on the rebel me (I started early) is reflected in the fact that I can recall the detail mostly of the stupider things that were said, Catholics being superior to everyone else and unbaptised babies never seeing God, etc. At frequent intervals the timetable was suspended to make way for "retreats" in which we were told to pray to Our Lady and gaze heavenwards whenever we were washing our private parts. There was not a female of any description in the school except for the matron, and her fierce demeanour cast doubt on even that. I didn't stop being a devout Catholic for quite a few years after that. That "education" sowed seeds of a slowly-increasing derision for the doctrine and a loss of trust later on in the people of the cloth in my seven years' teaching in a Catholic school. It was a long haul but life is so much nicer here in the sunlit uplands!