After one of my many miscarriages my mum said something like "everything happens for a reason, this is part of God's plan" and I responded, "yeah, that's not a god I want any part of, if he can't come up with a better plan than this I don't need him." She mostly backed down and stopped saying shit like that.

There are so many interesting stories here. I was fortunate to have been raised by parents who didn’t force this kind of belief system on their children. We were baptized as infants because it was a tradition. I got the impression that it had as much importance as visiting Santa at the mall. We never attended any kind of church unless there was a wedding or funeral. None of my grandparents showed any interest in religion either.

Haven’t told them. Doubt I will. They’d be hurt over me not believing a fantasy. I’ll let them live their life in bliss and ignorance. Unless they try and teach my kids any of their young earth anti science nonsense. Then I guess we will have revelatory discussion.

I never had to. They drifted away from religion around the same time I did.

13. My mom told me jesus would forgive me and my dad worried it was his fault.

I was raised in a catholic household, by the time I was 8 or 9 the priest told my parents that I would never be a christian he figured I had questions that religion just couldn't answer, they still forced me to attend services until I was 13, loved spending summers with my maternal grandparents, my grandfather was an ordained lutheran minister and he wouldn't force me to attend church, he understood that I was motivated by logic and there is no logic in religion.

Don't ask/Don't tell seems the right choice to me...

Never told my mother. We were estranged for decades, so we never talked.
Just told my father about two months ago.
He didn't seem surprised, and expressed some of his own doubts.

I have never experienced any fear when telling anyone I'm an atheist. I don't worry about anyone rejecting me for it.

Immediately after they told me they were getting a divorce. Timing is everything!

My brother told me that one day my mom said that she didn’t think I was xtian, I guess from fb posts. He told her that neither was he. I never addressed it to her, but I never hid it, either.

My parents were dead but I came out openly to my siblings and the rest of the family. I was in my mid twenties. My siblings tried the "you're mad at god". I told them I couldn't be mad at something I didn't believe in.

Never

When I was 11.

My mom knew I thought religion was BS. I was still kind of on the fence about god when she died. I told my dad that I didn’t believe in god, the Bible or religion maybe a month later. Neither one was surprised since I’d quit participating in any religion related activity at least 10 years earlier.

Told my mom i did not believe in god around 7 im 23 now and she still trys to make me believe regardless of all the debates we had over the years her responce always was your young you will believe one day as if age had anything to do with it i never did never will she may say she respects that but her words always show the oposite

Around 14... I'm currently 42 and it is a tense issue between my mother and me even now. She chose her faith over sincerity and honesty years ago and I don't expect her to change. I have compassion because she was abused and never dealt with it, but it makes me sad. My father has never been religious, but teeters on conspiracy theory a lot and that is just another form of faith. He generally frowns on proclamations from people in general. With him it's basically "shut up and do what you do. If it's worth a damn, we'll see." It's harsh, but I respect it.

My mother is passive aggressive about the whole thing. If I feel inclined, I engage it and call it out. Increasingly, I don't because... well, why? I gave up on her years ago and I see them twice a year. Maximize the positive and move on. They are getting older and increasingly set in their ways. No need to waste the energy...

When indulging her and her racist bigoted friends became too much of a bother to me.

"I want to go to kindomhall tonight (because my only friends are their well be out till11)"

"I have a test tomorrow"

"So?"

"...hey Mom guess what?"

My parents are already agnostics. I was raised Jewish for the culture.

I still havent told them. They are too busy praying for their backsliding son. Smh

My father died before I came into my atheism. He believed (I think) but I really don't know how strongly... Despite that fact the he raised is for the most part, I really feel I didn't know him well.
It took me 2+ years after I took the plunge before I finally told my mother as I was afraid she'd disown me. She didn't actually, and though or relationship can be strained at times, it's never been over or difference in religion (though it can be annoying sometimes, it's never been an issue of major contention) and I feel like those two or so years were wasted years of our relationship.
I do wish my father were still alive because I would've liked to know where he stood on that, as well as a lot of other things.

That was never an issue. I don't think my dad believed in anything, and my mom passed when I was a teen.

Coming out lol

I never did, we were raised that religion and politics were unfit topics, the height of rudeness to bring either up.

I've only told my mom, a few months ago. She was fine with it since my brother and I were raised pretty much non-reglious. We still celebrated the holidays, but just to spend time with the family.

My dad was forced go to church when we was younger; he didn't like it and didn't want to force us to go. My mom is still reglious but doesn't force it on people, and she only goes to Bible study one a week with her friend.