I remember going to church one Sunday, and after mass leaving with confusion as to what I was doing there. I was only eleven years old so I thought it was normal to not completely understand; maybe I was not supposed to, maybe that was part of being a kid, a part of believing.
For many families, my own included, religion is one of the most important things in their lives. Having morals came from having a religious influence in your life, but what about those who did not believe in a heaven or a hell… did that person know right from wrong, did they live their lives based on common sense? For example, I grew up in a Catholic family; however, I am neither catholic nor Christian or worship Satan. I believe in absolutely nothing. Some call it being atheist, but I do not like to think so. The word ‘Atheist’ falls in the category of religion, one that does not exist because there is no belief involved, so why label it. I do not think I ever truly believed in the religion my family did. I went to church and all that mainly because I did not have any say in whether I wanted to go or not. My parents also tried to influence me religiously because their parents did it to them and so forth. They tried to influence me so much that I thought I thought that being catholic was just one of those things in life that had to be done.
Atheists do not necessarily have a particular style of clothes or a distinctive language style. I for one in comparison to Catholics and Christians am more outspoken and open minded about everything. I have observed from religious family and friends that they are more conservative and a lot more reserved. Atheists look like “ordinary” people. Our apparel does not matter; it is our mentality that makes us who we are.
I respect everyone’s religion and I know that everyone is different and I can accept that, but in the religious society, not believing in god sends a message of “oh they are not good people, how dare they doubt our saviours existence!”...