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When did you first realize that religion made no sense?

When did you first realize that religion made no sense? For me it was one of the first times I ever went to church and I couldn't believe that everybody was listening to the person at podium.

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Wow, I guess I'm just slow! I spent 51 years believing in a god. Four years ago, having already lost my father and brother, my mother was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer and that just opened my eyes. I have experienced such a freedom from bondage and judgement and actually am more hopeful overall. So many people say religion set them free and broke the chains of things like drugs or alcohol. For me, atheism set me free and broke the chains of religion. Better late than never, I guess.

pmzm Level 4 Nov 20, 2018
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11-2-1986, 2:31pm

FreethinkerOne Level 4 Nov 19, 2018
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I also remember the exact moment, but never noted it down.

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I was around twelve years old and I had a moment where I thought to myself that the entire thing sounds like a fairytale. All the bible stories really didn’t help either. They all seemed more like the bedtime stories in books. Later in 8th grade, when I started in science class and we were learning about biology and evolution, it made so much more sense to me than the story in the book of Genesis. I asked my teacher, who I will not name, if there were any books I could read outside of class to learn more about evolution. He wouldn’t refer anything to me so I decided to research it. I found a copy of “The Blind Watchmaker” in my local library. By the time I was done reading it I wanted more. I can’t place a specific moment as THE moment but between the age of twelve and fifteen, I had stopped believing. I didn’t “come out” until I was twenty-two.

SpcTrkr91 Level 4 Nov 18, 2018
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For me, there was never a time when it made any sense.

Haemish1 Level 7 Feb 16, 2019
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I was in Sunday school about 6 years old and the teacher was telling us a tale that included images of an old bearded white man with flowing hair and a long robe sitting on a cloud...

My childlike mind thought the adult equivalent of “are you freekin’ kidding me?”

SCJohn Level 1 Nov 28, 2018
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Yep, more malarky than I could stand. lol

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I believe it was 2nd or 3rd grade, during catechism, the nun teaching the class was telling stories that just didn't make sense to me. When questioned, she flustered, got angry, and couldn't answer. I wanted to believe, but it wasn't making sense. By 4th and 5th grade, the nuns had labeled me as a "doubting Thomas" and my parents stopped making me go to catechism, so I was never "confirmed" in 5th grade, like my brothers and sisters. I felt that gave me license to be non-religious and think for myself. I was the only one of my 4 siblings who didn't get married "in the church" as an adult.

Over the years throughout my childhood, after being told I had a guardian angel watching over me, I couldn't understand why that angel, or God himself, wasn't protecting me from things going on in my home that were clearly wrong.

I came to realize that this guardian angel was really my conscience and that God was likely a metaphor for all authority. I disliked authority, as I could see it was often a selfish entity with an agenda which wasn't always fair. I learned to think for myself, trust my gut feelings more, and slowly unlearn the concept of blindly following authority.

Took a long time to be free of the prison of patriarchal authoritarian rule, because it was so deeply ingrained in society all around me, and I felt alone in my departure from religion, but access to library books questioning religion, shining a light on a more scientific view of the world helped with my transition in my twenties and thirties, and then when I could access the internet right from my home on a borrowed computer, I realized there were others questioning and discussing the transition online. I found my lifeline!

Julie808 Level 7 Nov 18, 2018
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I never needed to realize it anymore than I needed to realize shit stinks, it was simply obvious from the start.

ArdentAtheist Level 8 Feb 16, 2019
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When I started reading the bible as a book.

EllieUnique Level 5 Jan 16, 2019
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In 2006. I was 55 years old. It was the talking donkey in the Bible that did it. I read it and thought, "Wait. A talking donkey?? This is insane!" And ever since then I knew it was all bullshit.

rick336 Level 2 Dec 2, 2018
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When I was in high school. The position against homosexuality made no sense to me because there were some gay guys in my high school who were really good people, so it didn't add up.

Orbit Level 7 Dec 1, 2018
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I am not sure exactly when. I do know that I found joy in watching stand up. It was a sort of youthful awakening to the idea that other people thought this religion stuff was a bit off.

If I may make a comparison stretch: the way deaf children are likely born to parents who can hear-I was an athiest before I knew there was a word for it. Comedians like Eddie Izzard and George Carlin were the first people to hold up a mirror that I could see publicly and show me that it was OK to think. And laugh. I will count that as my 'liberation/awakening athiest' moment.

Anonamoose Level 3 Nov 28, 2018
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In second grade, I posed an heretical question after an assertion by Sister Mary Contusion that nobody but Catholics go to heaven. I asked if cavemen who were good could go because no Jesus yet. She said no. I mentally called bullshit.

No-Hevn_No-Hell Level 2 Nov 26, 2018
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At twelve I was cloistered in a Catholic nutcase family. There was more than enough dysfunction there that I did not recognize at the time and mental health issues were and still are a thing. Not permitted to socialize outside the Church, I knew no better. At thirteen I was sent to the seminary as my neurotic mothers' sacrifice to the great mother church, which had been her intention for years. There was not much of anything to like there, but being in another environment, where I lived with clerics, put me in a position to begin finding my own truth. I observed the hierarchy at the Diocesan level, and found it to be an human institution with human failings. The theology I had learned by rote (anyone remember the Baltimore Catechism?), and I never had been one to take things at face value. It did not at any time ring true. By fourteen I sat in a church pew screaming inwardly to myself, wondering how religion could possibly be taken seriously. Studying life, social, and physical and sciences, and for that matter applied science at University clarified many issues. Until I was 52 I continued to look earnestly for reason(s) why belief is as ubiquitous as it is, as if I had somehow missed something, reading volumes on Philosophy, psychology, and Theology, studying Comparative Religion in college, and occasionally looking into other denominations. At that point I was pronounced dead while in hospital and experienced the void. It was not a near death, but a death experience. There being no afterlife, that sealed the deal, and since then I am entirely confident in my apostasy. It is with the utmost sense of relief that I live life. The neurosis came to the fore when the family finally figured out that I am atheist. There was hollering and screaming and wailing and gnashing of teeth, and phone calls to let me know that my mother was crying herself to sleep. I am really past caring.

uuberdude Level 6 Nov 25, 2018
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Oh my a death experience without someone claiming that they spoke to God. That's pretty rare.

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When I started to be sexually abused on camps by trusted church members and clergy at 10. By the time it stopped at 16, I was an atheist.

Mewcat Level 1 Nov 21, 2018
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Sorry that happened to your. That's disgusting.

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When I was a teenager and began to apply critical thinking to reading the bible.

Sorgi Level 1 Nov 21, 2018
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They started late with my indoctrination for the catholic church (at about 6 years old). They really tried, and they really put a lot of effort into making it a good experience.
One of the things they taught me was that God helps those in need, loves everybody, and sees everything because he is everywhere.
Well my childhood... let's say I was in need. So I was thinking that: If God helps those in need and I need help but he doesn't help me, he might not exist because if he also loves everybody and sees everything, he cannot miss the fact that I need help.
I was around 8 or 9 at the time.

NoDramaZone Level 3 Nov 19, 2018
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As a small child. It took me until late 40's to totally dismiss and reject the concept of deity though.

powder Level 7 Nov 18, 2018
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I can't remember exactly, I just always remember ridiculous stories that made no sense, I do remember spending half my time outside class for asking stupid questions. But this was not down to being an arse but just because I wanted answers to the doubts I would voice, and no teacher would have an answer, so I'd be outside. I suppose it must have been while outside I realised the reason they had no answers that made sense was because it was just all just made up bullshit.

DavidMiller1 Level 4 Nov 18, 2018
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It came in layers. It started with 2 contradictions in the bible (and then grew by leaps and bounds). A perfect god couldn't have written and imperfect book. Without the book, no jesus. My religion? A good way can't be built on an evil book. After you take away everything MAN says that god says...god is very quiet.

Realist9 Level 5 Nov 18, 2018
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It didnt' happen all fo a sudden. It was/is a gradual process.

snytiger6 Level 8 Nov 18, 2018
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I wasn't raised in a religious family. I did have a child's Bible with lots of pictures in it that I used mostly as a stepping stool.

Kojaksmom Level 8 Feb 16, 2019
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When someone is brainwashed from childbirth, you have a kid who feels horrible and guilt ridden, always crying (literally) in secret and praying to god to forgive his doubts and to give him more faith. He lives his life knowing he doesn't deserve anything including life.
It's horrible and it takes a long period of time to escape it, maybe not fully ever.

Mofferatu Level 7 Feb 16, 2019
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I was about 8, it all just didn't seem to make any sense and the older I got the less sense it made until finally what really made sense was that it was all bollocks 😁

ipdg77 Level 8 Feb 16, 2019
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About age 5, when a Baptist neighbor kid told me Catholics couldn't get into heaven because we weren't real Christians.

HomeAloneSunday Level 6 Feb 16, 2019
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That's because the Baptists want to increase their followers so they can make more money. Catholics don't believe in birth control for the same reason. All religions worship nothing but money.

@Kojaksmom, my mother had explained heaven and hell to me as, good people go up, bad people go down. I was a pretty good kid, I thought, now here's this little brat telling me I was doomed to hell for allowing myself to be dragged into the wrong building. I had no control over being Catholic, so I was mad at everyone involved, until I realized they were all just crazy.

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Probably about age 7 when I had to make up stuff to say at confession. The nun said if you thought you didn't have sins to confess to, you were a liar, which was a worse sin. I had no choice ... I had to lie so I wouldn't be called out as a liar. Way too heavy for a 7-year old.

GinaKay Level 7 Feb 15, 2019
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