My parents were raised in different religions (one Catholic and the other Baptist), though growing up they chose not to force my sister and I to choose any religion over the other but they did make us go to see the point of view and let us choose what we wanted.
Though I chose neither I'm glad they gave me an option since I read about other people not being so fortunate.

Eastern Orthdox Church--seldom went to church though.

I'm with you ... so nope, I was fortunate enough to have been born of parents both possessing genes advanced enough to allow their progeny to live free of superstition. Occasionally lonesome, often on the outside, but in the end, having experienced life to it’s fullest

I did. Methodist Church. I realized it was all nonsense at age 12, but they had great activities: Canoe trips, camping trips, parties, sports nights, etc. for the kids, so I stuck with it until age 18. After I left for college, that was the end of it for me.

I did not, and I'm glad for it.

Yes, I grew up pentecostal church of god.

I grew up in the UK - a very secular and non religious sort of society - being religious was viewed as being rather 'odd' or eccentric.

I grew up in the UK - a very secular and non religious sort of society - being religious was viewed as being rather 'odd' or eccentric.

No. I'm one of the lucky ones. We had to learn about it at school though.

No... I outgrew it.

Raised Lutheran, did Sunday School and Confirmation and all that. When I was a kid I went along with it gamely enough, but sometime in high school I stopped going. My parents thought it was just because I didn't want to get up early on a Sunday morning and I let them think that rather than argue with them about my lack of faith.

Somewhat. Not really, though.

Yes, but it didn't grow up with me. In fact I outgrew it even before it had a chance to grow on me. I could say I never looked back but there was nothing ever to look back on.

Yes, studied the Bible for a few decades actually.
The insanity I was learning as well as the sequencing of the human genome (making evolution a sure thing) helped me determine that there was no sentient god of any kind.

I guess that I was lucky with this. My dad was a Mormon and my mom wasn't religious, but I think that she believes in something. My dad never really talked to us about religion (that I can remember). I do remember trying to force myself to believe in it because the thought of Hell scared me. I would go to church with my half sister or even friends, but I would always have to fight not to laugh or roll my eyes. My grandma in Utah would always try to force it down my throat when I saw her, but that wasn't often.

My favorite thing is when believers ask me if I am afraid to not be admitted into heaven, I always tell them, "just because I have read Harry Potter, doesn't mean that I am expecting my Hogwarts letter." They don't like that very much.

Yes, until I was 10 then we stopped going to church. always new something wasn't right

Yes I did. If I know what I know now. It would of save me a lot brainwashing that was put in my head. Shame on Christian for brainwashing people on something that they can't prove. Shame on me for believing these people.

I lived out in the country and a bus came by my house on Sundays and picked my sister and me up and took us to Church. But, for some unknown reason to me even now...I felt out of place. I thought something was not quiet right! Ofcourse, I would have been shamed into next Sunday, had I ever shared my thinking, back then. It was not until my 30s that I really could take a stand for what was not right to my way of thinking. Over, the years my dissatisfaction grew and soon I felt like a whole person...without religion or a man made God!