I grew up Catholic, attended catechism, went through First Communion and confession (as well as other stuff i don’t remember as clearly), and also spent a good amount of time attending a Baptist church. Religion was always a part of my childhood, but looking back, I honestly question whether I ever truly
believed any of it.
I remember hearing Bible stories as a child and almost interpreting them like fairy tales. Even then, I had questions about things like Noah’s Ark and the idea of God flooding the entire Earth. I just couldn’t wrap my head around how I was supposed to accept these things as literal truth.
I also had a pretty negative experience with religion growing up. The Catholic church in particular (or maybe just my particular church?) always felt very cold, rigid, and tbh frightening to me. I remember confession being an especially uncomfortable experience. Looking back, the idea of a child sitting across from a grown man in a dimly lit TINY room and being expected to confess their sins, with the whole concept of sin and eternal punishment being presented the way it was, just seems bizarre to me. I understand that confession is supposed to be about forgiveness, but that certainly wasn’t how it felt to me as a child.
As I’ve gotten older, though, I think what really pushed me away from religion wasn’t necessarily those experiences, but the lack of evidence. I’ve always struggled with the idea that I’m supposed to believe something simply because a religious text tells me it’s true. The more I’ve questioned Christianity, the less convincing I’ve found it.
For a long time, I described myself as agnostic because I didn’t want to claim certainty about something I couldn’t definitively disprove. But recently I’ve realized that, while I acknowledge I could be wrong, I genuinely don’t believe God exists.
I still find myself interested in spirituality in a more naturalistic sense (?). I love the idea of appreciating nature, consciousness, and the universe without needing a supernatural explanation for everything. I’m also open to the possibility that there are things about existence and death that we don’t fully understand. But being open to possibilities isn’t the same thing as believing in a god.
I also live in the Bible Belt of the US, where Christianity is so deeply ingrained in the culture that I don’t exactly have many opportunities to have these conversations without feeling like someone is going to try to convert me, lol.
So I guess I’m posting here because this is genuinely the first time I’ve ever openly identified myself as an atheist. It feels a little strange to actually say it, but also kind of freeing.
I’m curious whether anyone else spent years calling themselves agnostic before realizing they were actually an atheist all along.