All the stupid stories.I was sent to Sunday school.Even as a child I couldn't believe.I can't remember a time when I did believe.

Stories at sunday school when I was a child. I wasn't exposed to church until I was 9 and my mother married a weirdo. I questioned some things and got in trouble.

I was forced to read the bible from cover to cover and still had questions but knew not to ask anyone at church. I spent a lot of time at the library as a child and must have done some research

As a young adult, I tried really hard to believe and tried out a few other belief systems but just couldn't get into it.

Finally deciding I no longer believed in a god was a slow process, but I think studying science in college and being away from my parents (and thus thinking for myself more) was what really did it for me. Focusing my thoughts on the scientific method for several years straight made me question why I had blindly accepted the words of the Bible to be true for my entire life. There was no scientific evidence for Christian beliefs, or the beliefs of any organized religion for that matter. All religions seemed to be based on books written by humans. There was absolutely nothing to prove any of it was true, so I decided there was no reason for me to base my morals or life choices on the Bible or any other religious text. Following Christian principles heavily influenced my decision-making, and I began to realize there were a lot of things I wanted to do that were forbidden by my religion. I began struggling with a lot of guilt over "sinful" thoughts and urges. When I began to feel that the Bible might not have gotten everything right, it was a relief to finally realize that I didn't need to feel guilty anymore.

I don't know how you'd distinguish between an absent god, an indifferent god or a non-existent god. My experienced reality would be explained by any or those.

Most fundamentally and proximally, I left religious faith (belief in asserted dogma without a requirement of substantiation) because it utterly failed to accurately explain or predict life experiences.

Well it was an accumulation of things - I went to catechism through high school but when I was senior it just became apparent to me that the whole proposition was presumptuous and preposterous. Christ died for the all sins of humanity - if you weren't baptized you went to hell? god loves you? puhleeaazzze!!! It was hard to keep pretending when I prayed. So, in summary, it was not an angst-ridden gut-wrenching experience for me. I just realized it could not be true.Having an imaginary friend just wasn't fulfilling

A friend died and someone told me god had a plan. Well, so did my friend, and look where planning got him. Who was god to make demands of others to have blind faith but kill people around me to prove that same faith?

A growing need for there to actually be evidence.

About the time tI was told hat Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny weren't actually real, I started questioning instead of just accepting what I had been told.

I just started to notice that God NEVER EVER shows up, or answers prayers. Couldn't think of any reason why an all powerful entity couldn't even show himself.

The stunning, elegance and complexity of everything that exists in the universe juxtaposed against the description of a jealous, pouty, judgmental, spiteful, vengeful, self-absorbed, ignorantly simplistic, narrow minded, impotent old white man on a throne torturing people in a lake of fire surrounded by the accolades of singing angels on clouds. Yep. That's pretty much it.

Can't recall that I ever actually "doubted" it. I pretty much always thought the concept of god was bullshit. Reading the bible and studying different religions convinced me I was right.