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.

Yes I did, in Christianity and unfortunate events at 16 years saw me lose, 'God'. I went on to do my own study of Theology, which was hampered by my mother stealing my books! (Good Christian that she is, she denied it!). I still admire Christ for questioning and challenging the status quo, but find most so called Christians do not really follow him and as for his prediction of the future being a time of the holy spirit...no one seems to really work on that.

Sometimes I have thoughts that can only be from my upbringing and I need to question them. Like when someone's an utter git to me and I stand up for myself or even avoid them.

Is life simpler never having been indoctrinated? I guess it would be.

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

No - I am quite happy with "absence of" all things religious I was never brought up in any faith - I don't feel any lack of anything and I'm quite happy with my life, I think finding out about the religiosity out there in the wide world is interesting - I feel as moral as the next person and don't judge anyone negatively who has a god its just a non subject really that only comes up when soemoen else brings it up but I do like this site and the people on it.

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

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

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.

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!

My family was non-practicing protestant until I was about 3 years old, and, long story short, was sucked into evangelical Christianity at that point. I made a "profession of faith" when I was a bit short of my sixth birthday, as did my three older brothers and parents before me. So I suppose that counts as "growing up with religion".

I think what happens to people like myself is that it takes so much to deconvert and pry religion out of your head with a crowbar that it dominates your mental landscape even after you've done that. Or if you don't really try to expunge religious influence from your thinking then it still influences you that way. One way or the other, it's the 500 pound gorilla in the room.

That is not to say I lay awake nights thinking about it. It's just a big part of my formative experience and I have an interest in helping others out of the harmful influence of theism, so I spend time hanging around places like this sharing my experience.

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.

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.

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.

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

No, I had very limited indoctrination with religion. I handle my disbelief in God the same way I handle my disbelief in the tooth fairy.

i was forced until i was old enough to say no more, it just did not make sense.

I would have to say I grew up when I realized religion was a hoax.

I did but never really attended church or was made read the bible

Eastern Orthdox Church--seldom went to church though.

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 was born into fundamentalist Christianity and preached it full time for 40 years. Slow, agonizing study during those years finally brought the light that religion is a crock of lies. My wife and I left the church and religion, and embraced atheism 18 years ago. Happiest years of our life. She died in 2014, but I am so thankful to know she died a free woman.

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.

Somewhat. Not really, though.

Was brought up in a catholic household but was not forced to believe it was up to me I am atheist with good reason.