I can't really name one particular event or thing that lead me away from religion. It was a few things:
The resistance I was met with any time I questioned my father about something that didn't make sense concerning religion/god.
The half-truths and circular logic that never really made sense to me as a kid.
The overall attitude that many religious people take that wanting to obtain knowledge is somehow sinful or bad. The overall idea that we are supposed to just praise god for all of eternity and not really concern ourselves with "Earthly pleasures."
Also, my father used to constantly try and scare us about the rapture. I really just never understood why a supposedly loving god would supposedly let us get tortured for not accepting the "mark of the beast" if we were left behind. Seemed insane to me.
Interestingly enough, my father, from the outside, does not seem like a religious man. He drinks heavily, does drugs and is openly hateful towards minorities. He's a walking contradiction.
So yea I finally just started questioning all of this stuff in my teen years and realized when I was 16 or 17 that none of that shit made sense to me and I probably started identifying as an atheist at around 17 or 18. Today I'm 25 and I'm still happy as hell I don't believe in any of that garbage. It's simply not necessarily and doesn't actually give us answers to anything we need to know. It truly is pointless.
The resistance I was met with any time I questioned my father about something that didn't make sense concerning religion/god.
The half-truths and circular logic that never really made sense to me as a kid.
The overall attitude that many religious people take that wanting to obtain knowledge is somehow sinful or bad. The overall idea that we are supposed to just praise god for all of eternity and not really concern ourselves with "Earthly pleasures."
Also, my father used to constantly try and scare us about the rapture. I really just never understood why a supposedly loving god would supposedly let us get tortured for not accepting the "mark of the beast" if we were left behind. Seemed insane to me.
Interestingly enough, my father, from the outside, does not seem like a religious man. He drinks heavily, does drugs and is openly hateful towards minorities. He's a walking contradiction.
So yea I finally just started questioning all of this stuff in my teen years and realized when I was 16 or 17 that none of that shit made sense to me and I probably started identifying as an atheist at around 17 or 18. Today I'm 25 and I'm still happy as hell I don't believe in any of that garbage. It's simply not necessarily and doesn't actually give us answers to anything we need to know. It truly is pointless.
If you're frightened of dying, and you're holding on, you'll see devils tearing your life away. But if you've made your peace, then the devils are really angels, freeing you from the Earth.
