Born an atheist, stayed that way.

I was just done with it..though after 18 I left the door open..then slammed it shut by 25..lol

Attended Catholic school in first grade. Had a bad experience with the nun. Started to question at that time.

I had to learn about the Bible and how it came to be. Then I became an agnostic!

I started asking uncomfortable questions early. Then, fifteen years later finally came up with my own solution: take out the one thing that is causing the headaches and makes zero sense. Here I am.

My parents were pretend believers really and used sunday school to get some more peace as they never went to church on a reguler bases.

In 2014 I was reading an article [whywontgodhealamputees.com] and after I read it I said out loud .."There is no god" It was very liberating but I was also scared .. Started reading Sam Harris,Christopher Hitchens, and Richard Dawkins and it was like I was watching TV in black and white and now seeing the world in color. This 9 min cartoon also cemented my belief in NOTHING

I never believed. I asked questions based on curiosity and incredulity. Never got a single sensible answer. I finally announced at 17, a bit over 60 years ago.

Theirs one thing that the Bible says that is Correct....The Truth will set you Free!
Started Doubting at an early age. Parents weren't religious, but grandparents were devout southern babtists and whenever I went with them to church I hated it, so rarely went, Phases of real doubt, more deist than theist, Agnosticism, then back to Christianity, Then full blown Atheism a couple years ago. Seeds of Doubt planted again when I moved to Utah (Land of Mormon) started learning about how the LDS church started. Then I guess, I stumbled on a few debates between atheists and theists....Theists got crucified (pun intended) by their opponents every single time. The more I learned and studied how holy books and religions came together, and listened to Theists try futily to defend their religion the more I kept saying, Yep.....I'm an Atheist! Intantly Fear, doubt, Shame, and Worry about Death and Dying were gone, I had more compassion and love for others...All those things that religion is supposed to give you, I get from being a decent human being who strives to get better every day.

It was partway through college when I seriously started to doubt my upbringing and what the Catholic Church was peddling. By the end of college I was in a confusing agnostic space, but within a couple of years of graduation I had adopted a weak/soft/negative atheist position and that's where I remain.

My parents we're hippies and God was the smoke they exhaled after a really big bong hit.

Natural born nonbeliever. By my teens I had already starting reading about the facts of religion to co firm what I suspected.

I was raised Catholic, and remember questioning the nuns in Catechism, when I didn't understand the stories from the bible.

My teacher, Sister Mary Michelle, was concerned and told my mother that I was a "Doubting Thomas" which I didn't fully understand the reference at 7 or 8 years old.

So one Saturday, I walked up to the convent and knocked on the door, to speak to Sister Mary Michelle to ask her to explain some things that were puzzling me. When she came to the door, she was dressed in regular clothes with her head uncovered and everything. I ran away without asking my questions!

It was an "aha" moment, kinda like seeing the man behind the curtain in the Wizard of Oz.

For me it was a progression. I started around the nineth grade when I attended an all boy high school. I had a religeon teacher that gave us both sides to the stories in the bible. From there I became spritual, then went to agnositic, finally becoming atheist.

My parents were non-practicing Catholics until I was about eight. They joined an evangelical baptist congregation around that time. I was extremely uncomfortable with the way the people of this church displayed their faith. So many were ”moved by the spirit” and I never felt what they claimed to feel. That led to my exploring, then deciding what my own beliefs were.

My mom was religious, I never believed any of it.
I was about 17 when I became an atheist.

My whole family is made up of fundamentalist Christian conservatives.

From as early as 5, I remember questioning but being too afraid to say anything. Questions I did ask were met with, "Well, that's something you can ask god when you get to heaven," or "lean not on your own understanding." Or some other silly rhetoric "god works in mysterious ways" and the like. I tried to believe, but I never truly did. I flat out stopped at 14, and began secretly researching other religions. I was about 20 when I came out as a heathen. Lol

I never believed that I can remember but came out as a atheist at age 12 when I found out there was a word for what I was and that there were others like me.

Born one.

I was at or around the age of 12 or 13. That's when I began to wonder and ask questions that no one wanted to answer, or I was told not to ask those questions. I became determined to get some answers and inside I felt that religion was made up or deeply misunderstood. And as I would find answers, that feeling started becoming more and more probable until one day I admitted to myself that I didn't believe and never really did.

Had formulated the idea of an all crontoling magical creature was unrealistic. Had briefly thought a the possibility of a creature could have started the ball rolling after some pondering that was an unlikely possibility as well. With changing ideas in astro physics the big bang could be in question altering to the thought of the big change.

I don't label myself "theist", "atheist" or "agnostic", but simply "one who does not claim to worship anything at all". The terms "God", "Yahweh" and "Allah" are not part of my vocabulary, except as rows of letters written and pronunced by certain people who make sentence-like structures with them, and who behave emotionally as if they referred to something that they worshiped, and so they probably do believe that these rows of letters refer to something. However I have no concept of anything to believe they refer to, nor any reason to believe that they do either. I realized this one day when I was about 40. That's half my life ago.

I came to reject the faith of my parents and peers at the tender age of twelve, when I looked about me at the rampant hypocrisy of not only all so called sacred institutions, such as the church and private Christian academy I attended, but also of the mindless drones and stark pretenders who comprise the faith. Not only that, I am a non conformist. Plus I knew my sexuality was taboo and I, while not taking the risk of outing myself, never was interested in women. Yech! Lol

As Carlin said, "When I reached the age of reason".

My personal epiphany (pun intended) was during a forced Sunday School lesson. Tried to convince us that every animal on the planet fit on a single boat. The question about the inevidable incestuous relationships was never answered.