Practically all my life (almost 40 now). My mum tried to steer me into religion, taking me to church when i was young (as if nothing will turn a kid away from religion quicker than having to sit through boring sermons!).
The firm realization came though the same time I realized Santa Clause was also a big pile of rubbish. Somewhere about 6 or 7 years old i think, hard to be certain.
I went to tell me sister (2 years younger than me) that there was no Santa Clause, and p.s. no God, Tooth Fairy, or Easter Bunny either. She said i was lying and ran crying to my mum and i got a real earful from her. Her reaction was "Of course you believe in God." - typical, she hasn't changed much.
The firm realization came though the same time I realized Santa Clause was also a big pile of rubbish. Somewhere about 6 or 7 years old i think, hard to be certain.
I went to tell me sister (2 years younger than me) that there was no Santa Clause, and p.s. no God, Tooth Fairy, or Easter Bunny either. She said i was lying and ran crying to my mum and i got a real earful from her. Her reaction was "Of course you believe in God." - typical, she hasn't changed much.
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