I Am An Atheist
I Don't Believe In Gods... I come from a moderate catholic family, in which religion has ever been considered a thing to take in serious consideration until she crushes our hopes and desires.
My mother and my father baptized me, being either baptized and practicant; also I had a full catholic education in my early youth, surely wanted more by grandparents than by parents.
I didn't really mind of religion, in my early years. I was completely passive, I don't remember that I ever stopped and thought about God or my faith. I was simply surrounded by christian people, and for me going to services was not more than a common habit, as taking shower.
At the age of 12, I think, I felt more aware of religion. So I tought, at least. Years of services, token without much care, had brain-washed me. I became a strange thing of bigot: I attended every service, and used to criticize who didn't. But I didn't really mind of faith and christianity; I think I acted in that way only for the purpose of being accepted by people. Also at that age, I was very lonely.
In the next years, I gradually abandoned my position, regretting almost everything I thought. When in High School I began stydying philosophy, my brain woke up. Reading textes by Schopenhauer had the immediate effect of showing me that every thing I had from religion was only fog, dullness and ridiculous moral constraints. I rejected religion at the age of 18. I had never taken in consideration existence or inexistence of God: for me religion and God were the same thing. As I abandoned religion, I also rejected God.
Every day that goes by, I am more and more convinced that no god has ever been. Not only because scientific arguments - which appears to be pretty inconfutable to me - but also because evidence. Christians say that "God loves all of us". if only a faithful man could see my whole life, these words seem ridiculous to him.
My mother often said me that we must trust in God. I feel so sad for her. She is perfectly aware that the few goals I have achieved, I owe only to myself. The little hope that I have left, I owe only to science.
My mother and my father baptized me, being either baptized and practicant; also I had a full catholic education in my early youth, surely wanted more by grandparents than by parents.
I didn't really mind of religion, in my early years. I was completely passive, I don't remember that I ever stopped and thought about God or my faith. I was simply surrounded by christian people, and for me going to services was not more than a common habit, as taking shower.
At the age of 12, I think, I felt more aware of religion. So I tought, at least. Years of services, token without much care, had brain-washed me. I became a strange thing of bigot: I attended every service, and used to criticize who didn't. But I didn't really mind of faith and christianity; I think I acted in that way only for the purpose of being accepted by people. Also at that age, I was very lonely.
In the next years, I gradually abandoned my position, regretting almost everything I thought. When in High School I began stydying philosophy, my brain woke up. Reading textes by Schopenhauer had the immediate effect of showing me that every thing I had from religion was only fog, dullness and ridiculous moral constraints. I rejected religion at the age of 18. I had never taken in consideration existence or inexistence of God: for me religion and God were the same thing. As I abandoned religion, I also rejected God.
Every day that goes by, I am more and more convinced that no god has ever been. Not only because scientific arguments - which appears to be pretty inconfutable to me - but also because evidence. Christians say that "God loves all of us". if only a faithful man could see my whole life, these words seem ridiculous to him.
My mother often said me that we must trust in God. I feel so sad for her. She is perfectly aware that the few goals I have achieved, I owe only to myself. The little hope that I have left, I owe only to science.
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