Just out of curiousity and maybe to provoke believers, would all of you atheists, agnostics, etc. please share as briefly as you reasonably can why you either never believed in a God or why you stopped and why you continue to not believe still. I never believed. As a kid I was forced to attend church. The message of believe or go to Hell always pushed my "RESIST" button. I also perceived the chanting, singing, and condemnation of things like homosexuality, D&D (which I was into as a kid), magic, etc. as somewhat unreasoned and cult-like. I couldn't relate with those people who raised their hands in the air as though they could physically feel something and I didn't understand the logic behind praying: didn't God already know their thoughts, didn't He already know for what they were praying, and hadn't He already made up His mind about the matter loooong before? I was forced to go to Catholic Church after my mother married one when I was 7, and I thought it scary and depressing. I was kicked out of Methodist church at the age of 16 for getting angry about the comdemnation of homosexuality and arguing with the Bible school teacher. I angered the youth pastor of a non-denominational church when I was 17 for asking about fossils and shooting down his not-very-good arguments using the Bible's quotes about "dragons". I saw Bible-thumpers comdemning women wearing pants or working on street corners and heard how woman were subjects of men. I wondered why sex was so bad according to Christian puritanical beliefs. I found the overly made-up evangelical wives and the inflammatory speeches given on Christian television shows and channels to be repugnant and full of intolerance. I heard all of the circular logic we're all familiar with: "I know God exists because I read the Bible.", etc. I saw the hypocrisy of Christianity: how Jesus lived and what he taught and how it had been perverted in the following millenia. I think those experiences only reinforced my resistance to the churches' teachings. As I grew older and relied more on logic, analytical thought, and education as methods of understanding the world, religion only became more ridiculous as a way of obtaining truth. I saw all of the similiarities of all the different religions and wondered how one would know that their religion was the right one. Instead it seemed that it was about not truly understanding life and truth but about emotional comfort, a sense of belonging, a continuance of having an all-powerful parent (as you perceived your own parents as a child), of not having to wonder about why or how to live, about fear of death and meaningless, etc. etc. And so I continue to not believe today. In my years of reading, traveling, and experiences I have yet to find evidence supporting an all powerful, supernatural creator but have perceived much that refutes any such being. What is your story?