My family were a collection of religions, Jehovah's Witnesses, Spiritualists, Church of England, Catholic, et al. Though my Dad is an agnostic, and my Mum an atheist (she used to be a spiritualist, and in some ways still is, as she thinks my StepDad is watching over her from beyond the grave.
My parents never spoke to me about religion, but my maternal granddad (who is a Jehovah's Witness), used to make us read the bible. I just thought it was a collection of stories, I never believed that any of it ever happened, or that god really existed. I also had to sing hymns and listen to the vicar every Friday morning in primary school.
I never hid the fact I didn't believe in god/s, but kept mostly to myself, so it probably wouldn't have affected how I got on with people any way, I didn't have any friends in school.
My parents never spoke to me about religion, but my maternal granddad (who is a Jehovah's Witness), used to make us read the bible. I just thought it was a collection of stories, I never believed that any of it ever happened, or that god really existed. I also had to sing hymns and listen to the vicar every Friday morning in primary school.
I never hid the fact I didn't believe in god/s, but kept mostly to myself, so it probably wouldn't have affected how I got on with people any way, I didn't have any friends in school.
