Whether you are religious or not: at what age was your religiosity/non-religiosity decided?

Whether you are religious or not: at what age was your religiosity/non-religiosity decided?

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  1. When I was 10, two of my friends were arguing about whether Jesus was real or not (one Christian, one Jewish). I decided that they both must be wrong. Both could not be correct and to have one correct and one wrong just didn’t make sense. Why would god keep the correct religion a secret?

  2. I was indoctrinated from infancy. Chose to leave my faith in my early 30’s. It’s been rough since then, but not because I’ve turned into some heathen, but because I lost all sense of community and belonging, and I no longer have a sure structure and confidence in some eternal significance. I’m floating in the void both socially and philosophically.

  3. Early 20s. I grew up religious. Fell out in high school. Some events happened in my life and I saw some things that I cannot explain and it started to make me reflect again. I’ve come full circle and believe in Jesus again but do not try and convince others as I feel most of the time it pushes them farther.

  4. Was raised in a loving Christian household. Was truly born-again around 9 years old once I fully understood what free-will, sin and salvation meant. Have learned about many religioms and apologetics since then but happy to say I am still a Jesus freak. God is good. All the time.

    Jesus is De Wey my bruddas “ugandan knuckles noises”.

  5. My family had a loose relationship with religion, first daddy gets baptized and through his baptism-mate we become friends with this very cool other family. Then mother (dominatrix) starts getting into religion, believing in afterlife and what not, going to church also. But they never dragged me anywhere, the only time was that they forced me to get baptized at 17, before I left home for another country “so that god will watch over me”, ridiculous. At around 10-13 I did fear Hell and recited Pater Noster before sleep, and thought yahh gotta get baptized at some point or else – Hell. Also there’s the Auntie, she was always “spiritual”, it was feng-shui and spirits of the moutain when she was young, but guess what – as you grow old you realize that death is closing in and there’s a hope for an afterlife. She became a bloody church choir singer, and of course a staunch believer, every time we meet she marks me thrice with the sign of cross. Ridiculous. Like a dog marking a pole

  6. I’m not religious and I don’t think I ever really decided anything as some conscious event or decision. My family background had two different religions. I thought it was interesting (with some initial bumps) to learn different things as a cultural or secular thing but in the primary one, I didn’t have some notion of ‘faith’.

    Apart and aside, nature is (and always has been) spiritual to me and that’s it, I don’t need to contextualize that into religion or god or gods or any of that, and that I was more aware as an adult.

  7. I haven’t been raised religous, ofcourse learned about religion. So due to my upbringing I never believed there was a higher power in control.

    However, as a child I believed in santa claus and other mythical beings such as witches etc. So if I were to count that its when I stopped believing those were real. I was about 9 or so.

  8. I grew up in a split household with a religious step-mom from a young age. So every other weekend I would go to church (I’m from the south, so back then it was a Baptist church). I remember a sermon from when I was older than 5 but younger than 10 (I want to say 6 but that feels a little young idrk). The sermon was about how the Bible demands a wife’s subservience to her husband. Right then, as a young girl, I was like “ooh okay, so this is all bullshit.” I don’t mind occasionally going to church with friends/significant others/family members to be apart of the community and have a little time to sit quietly in a nice building. I just drone out the pastor though, lol

  9. Mostly when I moved from NY to Florida. Stopped going to church every Saturday because there wasn’t one nearby. Overall just ended up having a better understanding of the world and universe.

  10. My religiosity was chosen for me, I was raised in a religious household and religious state. I never had a choice. It wasn’t until my 20s when I went to college and started getting tools and guidance to help me self-reflect on my morals and beliefs that I was able to see my religion for what it was: a fraud.

  11. I was raised by atheist parents who always encouraged me to decide what I wanted to do. My father is Richard Dawkins level of atheist but I liked that he didn’t care what I believed. I remember having a picture book with religions of the world. All their rules never made sense. I guess I always was agnostic and there never was a moment that I really questioned that

  12. I grew up in a Christian household and it was forced on me (though I love my family and they accept who I am, it’s just that it was expected of me) but I eventually gave up on it and became an atheist. In my 20s, I became a LaVeyan Satanist (it’s an ideology/belief system that doesn’t involve worshipping deities, nor does it involve blood sacrifices or anything like that). I’m still a Satanist at age 24 now. A lot of the beliefs highlighted in the satanic Bible are beliefs that I held for a long time, but I had no idea about that until I sat down and read it.

  13. Around 11 or 12. I was enjoying learning about science and all the religion stuff just didn’t fit. Also didn’t make sense how exclusive it was, like all of Asia is going to “hell” cause they aren’t Christian? That seems odd.

  14. I was agnostic for most of high school and then suddenly at 20ish I realized I really believed there was nothing else out there. It wasn’t a huge revelation, just kind of a “huh” moment.

  15. I have been interested in religion/spirituality as long as I can remember. As a child/teenager I was trying to follow Catholicism because I was raised Catholic, so that was the thing I knew best. But at the same time I was discovering other options. Somewhere in my early adulthood I stopped calling myself Catholic and leaned more towards Protestantism. But the journey continued. Now I am 28 and some 2 or 3 years ago I just decided that I identify best as omnist. It might change but I think it would be hard for me to “take a step back”. I can’t see myself following one particular religion now.

  16. Looking back, I left at 16. Anything from 16 on was an act. I should of left 13 when my brother was kicked out of confirmation and I was subsequently bullied by everyone in the group. They made me feel responsible for him and his misgivings, plus people thought I would end up just like him. (This was peak emo culture when he got kicked out)

  17. I was raised Catholic-lite. Meaning I grew up with crosses around the house, praying and doing the confirmation but didn’t go to church every Sunday, didn’t have to read the Bible, or celebrate Easter.

    But at age 14, I decided I was agonistic due to having my questions answered with “faith” and learning the horrors and abuses of the church and hating the hypocrisy of church goers

  18. I was raised by my very religious grandmother in a small town Methodist church. It was always presented as fact and not belief, but even still it never really sat right. I still don’t think I “officially” decided I did not believe until maybe 12-13.

  19. I believe in certain core concepts in buddhism such as helping others and kindness, cause and effect

    The concepts are mostly wholesome and non-contradicting

  20. I went to a Church School, in England. I remember, after one Religious Education class, being a bit puzzled and asking a teacher later in the day “If God is our god, who is God’s god?” I would have been about 9 I think. He was obviously not a very religious man himself and he laughed and told me I should ask the headmistress that question. I didn’t ask her, but I was a bit sceptical about religious matters from about that age and would probably have been considered agnostic from about then. I remained agnostic until much later in life, when I read the works of Richard Dawkins and Christopher Hitchens and, from then, I considered myself an aetheist.

  21. 16. After learning about the Abu Ghraib prison tortures. At that time it was more like “if God loves everyone then why do such atrocities happen”? Now it’s more like there is no evidence so there’s no way I’m going to believe in any god.

  22. I was raised religious pretty much from birth. Growing up, I felt like I didn’t have a choice, and when I got older, I started to resent that. Beyween about 17 and 21, I kind of alternated between trying out being non-religious and going back to being religious because I didn’t want to go to hell. Around 21, I left my birth religion once and for all and never went back. I’m now 39. I’ve experimented With different forms of spirituality, but I really don’t see myself ever being religious again.

  23. Grew up religious and started asking questions when I was about 15. No good answers were provided, and further research led me to become atheist by the age of 18. Every argument to get me to change my mind has been insufficient.

  24. When I was a little kid, I believed in God and Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy. Honestly, I’m not sure when I stopped believing in which one, but it was all in elementary school.

    For a minute there, I loved debunking Santa the most. I literally made a kid cry once when I pointed out “Santa” visiting our school wore the exact same shoes that day as our gym teacher. I didn’t know why grown-ups were all engaged in this massive conspiracy to lie to kids and all pretend Santa was real, but I knew they were.

    I reasonably assumed everyone was doing the same kind of pretending when it came to God, too.

    I was in high school before I realized some grown-ups honestly believed in God. I just assumed it was the same thing as Santa — a make-believe story you tell kids to make them behave. Earlier, I’d learned it’s rude and kind of cruel to “expose” the Santa myth to kids who still believed. I learned it was equally “rude” to tell believers you don’t believe in God. So I just thought everybody knew it was make-believe, but we all had to pretend to believe to be polite.

    To this day, the idea that laws are passed based on what a make-believe God supposedly wants seems absolutely insane to me. It would be like mandating reindeer parking on residential roofs — might make sense to a kid, but grown-ups are supposed to know better.

  25. 14 was when i finally accepted that i didn’t believe in god. although i was raised christian, i never really believed in a god, no matter how many times i was told i had to or how hard i tried to force myself to. no longer having to worry about what goes on after this life was a big weight lifted off my shoulders

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