Who helped you on your path to becoming an atheist? My big influences are the CFI podcasts and Penn's Sunday school. I've also had a number of friends to talk to along the way.
I just never saw the merit in any of it. And don't get me started on preachers...
No one. I just kinda came to the path myself.
I didn't need any help. ive always lived with dogs and they do just fine without religion.
Over a decade ago I was in a discussion with a friend who said religious people were delusional. This was a year or two before Harris, Hitchens, Dawkins books. I was at the time anti religion but still clung to some vague notion of a higher power. Her comment literally sent me on a different trajectory. Today thinking about your question, I realized that I didn't learn to think correctly until graduate school when I realized the importance of the scientific method and logic.
my grandma, she isnt super religious, but she believes in god and jesus and all that. when i was a kid, maybe 5 or 6, i asked one easter, why we were having a party. my grandma told me about how god let his son die and about resurection and all that. i remember being sad, it made me wonder if my mom would let me die, after that i was very curious about the whole thing. i soon found out that there where many religions, and started 2 compare them, study them, and try 2 imagine how i would feel about myself if i followwed the rules of any one of them. by the time i was maybe 8, i had decided that i wouldnt like me very much if i did those things. i told my grandma that i didnt worship her god, she was upset, we moved on, i am still very curious about religion in general. and i still don't worship anyones god/gods
No one. I came to it on my own.
Although, I remember hearing about Madalyn Murray O'Hare and her fight to get
religion out of public schools. I was little, but I remember hearing adults talking about
her and saying disparaging things. I was immediately intrigued and wanted to know
more about her. I also remember the librarians looking at me sideways when I was
trying to find information on her. There wasn't a lot, but what I found was interesting and
spurred me on in my disbelief. I already knew religion was bullshit.
It was the start of the hot summer of 1976, when our usual Religious Education teacher had a sabatical in India trying to convert Muslims and Hindos to evangelical Christianity. And so, due to English law,we had to have some one tutor us on god bothering. This was our deputy head, Mr Green a working class maths teacher. He in under 35 mins enlightened the gathered boys of the school year to the fact that there were no gods... This wasn't a posh school, the girls were having a special lesson on lady things. I did falter into a period of being an agnostic for a couple of years during my middle twenties.