Hello

[Mothonis]

i remeber the day because i had for close to a year been woundering wether was life after death.i was very afraid (and still am) of not existing.But i realised i was running from the truth.and on march 13 i looked at the clock and accepted i no longer believed.

On a side note.
Wow those penguins are scary

That...

Was a hell of a lot weaker than I thought it would be. Please embellish that story in the future?

I live in a house of penguins, they don't scare me none

you want the whole story?
i was brought up in a poor home not a really religious one but everyone in my family believed in God.We never subscribed to any particular religion but we believed mostly in the bible.i was babtized christian and so was my family because that was the church we found in the small town i lived in did.I used to really dislike atheists because i thought they were closed minded and just bad people and i used to be agianst Gay marriage.But about 2 yrs ago my dog got parvo and we couldn't afford to treat her and took her to the Shelter and gave her away because we were told they have to treat sick dogs,and my mom pretended she was a stray so they would charge us.She was in bad shape so i assume she probably didn't make it.Then i started to think about life after death and looking about possible scientific explanation because i was having doubts about spiritual evidence.Then i realised i like many other theists was cherry picking evidence just to make me feel better, i also realised how closed minded theism is and how that way of thinking is hiding from the truth.I realised the only arguements for god are worshiping gaps in scientific knowledge,and mere philosphical word games,as well as emotional manpulation.

by march 13 almost a year after my dog died i realised i din't believe anymore.

thanks for listening