As soon as I could think, I think. Life long non- believer. Agnostic leaning athiest.

I was raised Catholic, required to attend 8am mass every Sunday, never enjoyed it or felt enriched by it. It was a chore and felt like a waste of time, even as a child and teen. I seriously started questioning whether I believed any of it in my early to mid 20s. I explored other denominations to see if they connected with me more. I thoroughly read the Bible, start to finish. And by late 20s, I finally came to the realization that I didn't believe in any of it and I was getting myself stressed out trying to force it. I let go of the need to believe, and felt free.

I came to this realization at the age of 65. I went to Catholic high school and entered a convent. Thus, I was super brain washed and it took some time to become unfettered. I have to say, it was quite unsettling to learn that foundational truths I held were not true at all. It has been shattering. Here is a bit of convent trivia. Others who left the convent are now humanists and have no belief in God.

The earliest I can remember is 15. At prep school we had many juvenile discussions about such things.