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I just have to chime in that I am somewhat of an atheist. I was raised a catholic. I went to catholic elementary and high schools. My father went to mass every sunday. My school forced us to go to mass at least once a week. Like Ustwo, I had a very similar experience. At a very young age, probably around 7 or 8, when everyone else was taking their first communion (and finally being forced indirectly to really think about the religion we'd been thrown into), I decided I didn't believe in god. I refused to take communion. The whole idea of religion suddenly seemed ridiculous to me. Maybe it was because of some horrible experiences I had earlier in life or the fact that my father is by almost any definition not a good person. Not sure. But, it seemed to me if there were some god that it did not either a) have very much concern for us as his creation or b) it never existed in the first place. I decided b made much more sense. Don't get me wrong. I'd like to believe that there is some benevolent power who watches over us and is concerned with our daily welfare but I just find it hard to swallow.
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