My adolescence wasn't religious in any way. Although she was raised southern baptist, my mother saw the contradictions within christianity. When I was old enough and began to ask questions, she sat the bible down in front of me and had me read 5 pages a day till I finished. As I read she'd answer questions and point out inconsistencies and contradictions. By the end I couldn't understand why anyone would devote their lives to a bunch of fairytales from thousands of years ago. I did a bit more reading on other religions but they all felt the same which basically told me they were all a sham. So, in a nutshell, I've been a non-believing heathen my whole life and until demonstrable proof is displayed I shall stay this way.

I always thought it was bullshit

The first time I saw grown men have a religious argument when I was maybe... 14 or 15.

When I was in the Navy and the chaplain was more concerned about my reading Playboy Magazine than the killing of people with weapons of mass destruction.

Pretty early. I was born with an "invisible" birth defect. Caused a lot of trauma, and wasn't something spoken of so much of it was/is internalized. Followed all their "rules," and after "praying" for relief, then being told, because there is nothing worse in a church than an honest question that challenges belief, neither God nor anyone else really gave a shit and it was most likely because of "sin," even my child's mind knew it was a con. Like others it took time to fully act on it, but that's the way that goes sometimes. Hard to break what's been pounded into your skull as absolute truth, especially when everyone around you is nothing but a magpie squawking lies. While I try to maintain respectability regarding others' beliefs, I still find it amazing that Christians spend so much time bitching about the result of traumas they themselves inflict on those they love, all in the name of their god, never realizing that they are the cause of another person's misery. Or maybe they do, and it is just a symptom of their mental deviance. Sorry for the tangent.

For me, there wasn't really that "ah ha" moment. It was more of a gradual awakening. It began with questions, accelerated with actually reading The Bible (multiple versions, multiple times,) and if there was a "Eureka!" event it was simply the realization that my quest for understanding had led me to atheism.

When I realized the word God doesn't correspond to anything specific in reality.

When I realized my faith was the only thing supporting such nonsense.

When the bible depictions in ‘Sunday school’ didn’t match known reality…

We get this question several times a week from new members.

I thought the Bible's Hebrew god was bloodthirsty and cruel, but finally stopped attending church when I saw how misogynistic and racist the Christians were. I stopped believing in Christianity altogether when I read the Sumerican texts, since it was so plain the Bible had been copied from them.

Left the church at 14, quit believing in God in my 20's. I don't remember a moment when l consciously thought "l don't believe anymore". It was more like a slow leak.

It was gradual for me. It started with seeing hypocrisy and inconsistency in my religion but I still believed it. I started going out on the web to defend my beliefs and prove we "had it right". Came across information that slowly poked holes in the armor. This finally gave me the mental liberty to start actively researching. Picked up a book by an ex leading member of my religion and that was that. All pretense vanished, and I was free!!!

My ah ha moment was a visit to a children’s hospital. What is the purpose in all the suffering , why is there a Hell for more suffering. A all powerful God that demands are worship should at least be logical instead of demanding blind faith

I moved to Utah for school and started questioning what I believed in. I saw what those around me believed and realized there was no evidence for any of it. I had never been religious, but the questioning led me to label myself an atheist.

When I found out fairies,santa etc was a lie!

Religion never quite clicked with me in the first place. I was brought up Presbyterian. When I was 17 I traveled to Alaska to help in building a church. I had an 18 year old helper and we worked 6 days a week and went to that church on Sunday. One day I told my partner that I was too tired to go to church. He was very upset and finally I blurted out--I'm not even a Christian! He blind sided me and almost knocked me out. I was bleeding all over. Later he went to another place in Alaska and I was told I did not have to work on the church anymore--instead I was to read the book of John. I did that but read other parts of the bible also! Wow! was the bible so evil!

I took native American history and women's rights at the u of m and then figured christianity was bs.Dont think God, then man, then woman are the order of things and our destiny was not manifest destiny but critical or we are doomed environmentally, which has come to pass. PLus I don't believe in hell.Hell is actually here on earth.

That when you die you are just dead! (I was 42 before I heard the virgin birth debunked! It takes as long as it takes!)