Oh, sorry if I got a little out of hand there! I didn't mean to make you feel like I was getting mad at you for not exactly agreeing. Not at all. Also, aww shucks. Likewise.
My story about my path to rejecting deities isn't actually very interest-grabbing. I was having doubts on my old God for longer than I could remember. My friends at church told me it was natural for Christians to sometimes feel that way, but the thing is, I always felt that way. Even when we'd go on mission trips to help the poor (which I still love doing with my old church!), I'd come back feeling happy, but not anymore of a believer than I was when I came back while all I'd hear about for a week afterwards was how everyone felt like God had really spoken through them. I have never, ever had something I could call an experience with the trinity.
One day, I just decided after all of this, I owe it to myself to end this once and for all, and to not feel bad about it. I casually went to Wikipedia, read on the origins of Christianity and how much it borrowed from religions past. That was all I needed. I was done.
There's only one thing I regret from all this. My parents recently found out I was an atheist because my dad, being disrespectful as he is, read my research paper intro when I accidentally left my folder of homework on the couch this week. I was hiding it from them because they're the most stereotypical Conservative Republican Christian nutjobs you could find and I'd rather not crush their hearts, even if they've crushed mine many times. (Growing up in a house with parents the complete opposite of you, as well as being just downright mean went as well as you'd expect...) Luckily, they don't seem to worry about my "soul" as much as I thought they would. Instead, my dad just uses it as a bargaining chip in why I'm a horrible person and none of my opinions should be respected.
How about you? Why did you become an atheist, or rather, stay one? Tell me your relationship with religion!
My story about my path to rejecting deities isn't actually very interest-grabbing. I was having doubts on my old God for longer than I could remember. My friends at church told me it was natural for Christians to sometimes feel that way, but the thing is, I always felt that way. Even when we'd go on mission trips to help the poor (which I still love doing with my old church!), I'd come back feeling happy, but not anymore of a believer than I was when I came back while all I'd hear about for a week afterwards was how everyone felt like God had really spoken through them. I have never, ever had something I could call an experience with the trinity.
One day, I just decided after all of this, I owe it to myself to end this once and for all, and to not feel bad about it. I casually went to Wikipedia, read on the origins of Christianity and how much it borrowed from religions past. That was all I needed. I was done.
There's only one thing I regret from all this. My parents recently found out I was an atheist because my dad, being disrespectful as he is, read my research paper intro when I accidentally left my folder of homework on the couch this week. I was hiding it from them because they're the most stereotypical Conservative Republican Christian nutjobs you could find and I'd rather not crush their hearts, even if they've crushed mine many times. (Growing up in a house with parents the complete opposite of you, as well as being just downright mean went as well as you'd expect...) Luckily, they don't seem to worry about my "soul" as much as I thought they would. Instead, my dad just uses it as a bargaining chip in why I'm a horrible person and none of my opinions should be respected.
How about you? Why did you become an atheist, or rather, stay one? Tell me your relationship with religion!