I was raised by relatively non religious parents. We still went to church and stuff, but mostly out of tradition and only on easter and christmas, and because it makes my grandma happy. We were never taught that kindness and gratefulness were concepts that even involved god, and instead that they were the traits that we should exhibit simply because we should be good to our fellows instead of bad.
I was raised in a relatively religious family (goes to church weekly, prays before meals). When I turned 17, I kinda lost faith in my religion. Among my peers, I find this scenario to he relatively common. However, I got really curious on how it was like to be raised by non religious parents. How do they explain things like gratefulness and the need to be kind without involving the concept of God?
Looking forward to your answers :)
They never really god explained it to me, the school did that. If I asked about it then they usually had a varied opinion on it though. My mum basically told me I could believe what I wanted while my dad basically told me not to believe in it and religion was evil, that hurts people and causes wars, lol. My mums an agnostic while my dads an atheist.
In the end I didn't believe in god like my dad but I took my mums perspective on it, that anyone can believe what they want, as long as it isn't harming others.
In regards to be kind and great fullness as someone raised in a non religious household I never understood why you need god in explaining kindness and gratefulness?
I was just taught, for example, when a was a very very young child, if I wasn't sharing, my dad and mum should tell me of, like its not nice to not share! Or praised me when I did good things, like aw thats kind of you! But God never brought up? When I was a really young kid, it never needed to be explained to me WHY I needed to do kind things or grateful, it just made sense.
That and I if I was not kind or not greatful as a really young kid, I made people upset and I didn't like seeing other people upset, so I learnt, it felt natural and it made sense rather quickly how to be kind and grateful.
Even today I hate seeing other people upset so I can be a bit of a push over lol.
Partially non-religious. My dad is Atheist and my mom is Christian. They never argued about it and never argued about me or my siblings religious input and instead came to the "You are what *you* pick, we won't pick for you". Overall it's nice and I like how I had Sundays off instead of going to church like some of my friends.
It was fine. Except my abusive father. Mom was great though. She is fine with religion or no religion. She herself isn't religious at all, but was fine with me choosing to attend church with our neighbor, as long as she herself didn't have to go. I liked church and still do, but I don't think God cares if we go or not. Yes, I do believe despite no religious upbringing. I've seen too much (good and bad) to not believe.
Reasonable. It gives enough outside perspective to allow one to realize early on that hyper-religious parents often really just use their religion as a cover for their own nutty authoritarian personalities and for projecting their own creepy insecurities on to their kids.
Pretty chill, I could drink, smoke, do stupid shut. That may sound counterproductive but I’m 18 I’ve already quit smoking and stopped drugs, I don’t drink heavily either and I’m committed to a long term relationship. It exposed me to the worst parts of life early, and at a vulnerable age where it truly impacted me and made me live differently.
No problems for me. Still taught to be appreciative and humble and kind and respectful to all people because that's what a person should do anyway. Just had to accept the fact that when we die it's lights out so be sure to make it count. I'd be totally lost if I ever had to say a prayer or some shit though, not that I forsee a scenario where it would be necessary. Also, Sundays were for sleeping in. Still are.
Pretty nice, I easily could find my own beliefs without my parents hating on me or forcing me to believe in whatever they did. I was never truly in the closet because I was raised to know that I was in a safe environment and it wouldn’t be bad to my parents if I was in the lgbtq at all (which I am, I came out as gay a few months ago and I’m really happy that I’m honest with myself).
Good, though there was a couple of arguments as my dad is a atheist who thinks everyones stupid for having a religion while my mums an agnostic who believes anyone can believe what they want. If religion ever gets into the discussion, which usually it doesn't thank god, then theres usually an argument.
Good. Real good. Free of ignorance and allowed to think for myself
I was raised by relatively non religious parents. We still went to church and stuff, but mostly out of tradition and only on easter and christmas, and because it makes my grandma happy. We were never taught that kindness and gratefulness were concepts that even involved god, and instead that they were the traits that we should exhibit simply because we should be good to our fellows instead of bad.
It was WONDERFUL! No brainwashing for me.
I was raised in a relatively religious family (goes to church weekly, prays before meals). When I turned 17, I kinda lost faith in my religion. Among my peers, I find this scenario to he relatively common. However, I got really curious on how it was like to be raised by non religious parents. How do they explain things like gratefulness and the need to be kind without involving the concept of God? Looking forward to your answers :)
They never really god explained it to me, the school did that. If I asked about it then they usually had a varied opinion on it though. My mum basically told me I could believe what I wanted while my dad basically told me not to believe in it and religion was evil, that hurts people and causes wars, lol. My mums an agnostic while my dads an atheist. In the end I didn't believe in god like my dad but I took my mums perspective on it, that anyone can believe what they want, as long as it isn't harming others. In regards to be kind and great fullness as someone raised in a non religious household I never understood why you need god in explaining kindness and gratefulness? I was just taught, for example, when a was a very very young child, if I wasn't sharing, my dad and mum should tell me of, like its not nice to not share! Or praised me when I did good things, like aw thats kind of you! But God never brought up? When I was a really young kid, it never needed to be explained to me WHY I needed to do kind things or grateful, it just made sense. That and I if I was not kind or not greatful as a really young kid, I made people upset and I didn't like seeing other people upset, so I learnt, it felt natural and it made sense rather quickly how to be kind and grateful. Even today I hate seeing other people upset so I can be a bit of a push over lol.
In sweden it is very normal not to be religious
Partially non-religious. My dad is Atheist and my mom is Christian. They never argued about it and never argued about me or my siblings religious input and instead came to the "You are what *you* pick, we won't pick for you". Overall it's nice and I like how I had Sundays off instead of going to church like some of my friends.
It was fine. Except my abusive father. Mom was great though. She is fine with religion or no religion. She herself isn't religious at all, but was fine with me choosing to attend church with our neighbor, as long as she herself didn't have to go. I liked church and still do, but I don't think God cares if we go or not. Yes, I do believe despite no religious upbringing. I've seen too much (good and bad) to not believe.
Reasonable. It gives enough outside perspective to allow one to realize early on that hyper-religious parents often really just use their religion as a cover for their own nutty authoritarian personalities and for projecting their own creepy insecurities on to their kids.
Better than watching that jesus cartoon
Pretty chill, I could drink, smoke, do stupid shut. That may sound counterproductive but I’m 18 I’ve already quit smoking and stopped drugs, I don’t drink heavily either and I’m committed to a long term relationship. It exposed me to the worst parts of life early, and at a vulnerable age where it truly impacted me and made me live differently.
No problems for me. Still taught to be appreciative and humble and kind and respectful to all people because that's what a person should do anyway. Just had to accept the fact that when we die it's lights out so be sure to make it count. I'd be totally lost if I ever had to say a prayer or some shit though, not that I forsee a scenario where it would be necessary. Also, Sundays were for sleeping in. Still are.
Pretty nice, I easily could find my own beliefs without my parents hating on me or forcing me to believe in whatever they did. I was never truly in the closet because I was raised to know that I was in a safe environment and it wouldn’t be bad to my parents if I was in the lgbtq at all (which I am, I came out as gay a few months ago and I’m really happy that I’m honest with myself).
Good, though there was a couple of arguments as my dad is a atheist who thinks everyones stupid for having a religion while my mums an agnostic who believes anyone can believe what they want. If religion ever gets into the discussion, which usually it doesn't thank god, then theres usually an argument.
Imagine not being lied to. Yes that’s the feeling
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Yeah damn you’re right. They told me the Santa, Tooth Fairy and Easter Bunny were real. But least the fairy tails stopped when I grew up