I took it for granted that there was a god, but never really let it affect my lifestyle. I remember mostly just being pissed off with god when bad things happened. I'd just be confused and think "wtf? Why did you do that? fuck you" when a he-man figures arm would fall off or something like that.
When I was between eight and 10 I read "the trials of life" by david attenborough and somehow I just came to the realisation that the whole idea of god and religion was bullshit.
I wouldn't say I ever had faith, to me faith implies knowing better but lieing to yourself, suppressing rational thought and struggling to hold onto an absurd idea despite it's obvious flaws.
As soon as I first had a rational thought I dropped the idea of a god like it was a hot potato.
When I was between eight and 10 I read "the trials of life" by david attenborough and somehow I just came to the realisation that the whole idea of god and religion was bullshit.
I wouldn't say I ever had faith, to me faith implies knowing better but lieing to yourself, suppressing rational thought and struggling to hold onto an absurd idea despite it's obvious flaws.
As soon as I first had a rational thought I dropped the idea of a god like it was a hot potato.