Evolution of an Atheist
How has your atheism evolved? A few of our members have written down thier stories here. Perhaps you'll find something you relate to. If you want your story to be included, email firstname.lastname@example.org.
I can sum up my life-long repudiation of organized religion in four words: "Catholicism" & "The Middle East".
I first questioned made-up stuff told to me as a child when I deduced Santa Claus wasn't real at the age of five (bye-bye Easter Bunny and Tooth Fairy, too!). Read More
Hey, my name is Jon and I’m an atheist. :)
I came to this realization in three distinct steps. Before then I was a Christian who would regularly attend a non-denominational church. The first nail in my deist coffin came during my mid-twenties when my wife and I began trying to have a baby. Unsuccessful month after unsuccessful month would go by and we eventually began looking into potential medical explanations. Read More
My name is Rosalyn Mizzell. I'm a 28 year old mom of five, married to my husband Chris for 10 years now, and we are stationed at Offutt Air Force base in Bellevue, Nebraska. Well HE is stationed here, we are just along for the ride. Read More
Where to begin? You may think that I’d be the best authority on why I think the way I do...but I'm aware that we humans are able to justify almost any beliefs. Also, our memories are fallible and the likelihood that we remember something correctly has little to do with how confident we are in the ‘memory’. With that caveat...here are the events that molded me into the paragon of wisdom and the intellectual powerhouse that I am today. They’ve also made me the most humble person I know. :) Read More
I would love to be able to say that it was solely reason and calm analysis that drove my de-conversion process, but it wouldn’t be quite true; which is not to say that reason and analysis played no part whatsoever, because they did, they played a huge part. However, at some point, I decided that if I was going to be completely honest with myself, had to re-evaluate some of that intellectual history... Read More
When I was a kid, my family was Baptist (don't ask me what kind, I don't know. One of those offshoots, like "American" or "Independent").
When I was about 12, my mother decided the Catholics were right and broke ranks, which led to a screaming match between my parents which lasted approximately 7 years. Besides verbal bouts, this time was peppered with acts of sabotage and retaliation. Read More