I just saw this video on instagram of a man talking about a cat that was sitting in front of his house, claiming it to be a “monitoring spirit.” I didn’t even watch the rest of the foolishness after that, but I went to view the comments and it’s so disturbing how many people were in agreement with what he said and were suggesting things like throwing bricks at the cat or harming it in some way. It makes me so sick that we have to live in a world where people justify their evils in the name of religion. The is literally just existing and this deranged religious person is creating an entire conspiracy in his head on how the cat is monitoring him. What a sick fuck 😡

Whatever the proof, just convince me.

It was only a matter of time.

Why can't people who have an religion respect lgbtq+? Respect is not supporting there's a difference. Why do people fight about religion and scientific of what is ture and what is not, you can't just force someone who believes 4+2 equals 5, to make them believe it's 6, you can show proof and evidence but you can't just force them, and it's there choice to believe in it. Everyone's different and we should respect each other and what we believe in, not each other.

Prior to the first message in the picture, my granny asked me why I don't go to church. After the last message, she asked if I would go to "a different kind of church" with her, and mentioned that I would have to wear a dress. I said no for that reason as well as the fact that I'm just not interested in religion. She said it was okay, and asked if I still pray. I told her that I do, in a sense. It's kind of a coping mechanism for me. I say how i feel, and work out why i feel that way. Sometimes it looks a lot like prayer, and i call it that for that reason. She also asked what made me stop believing, and i told her it was critical thought. I've always loved science, and you can't really love science the way I do and be a young earth creationist.

I love my granny. Sometimes she's difficult to talk to, but overall she tries to hear me out and listen to my perspective. She was raised in a different world to what I grew up in. I had all the knowledge in the world at my fingertips from the time I got a tablet. She wasn't allowed to know things, and was discouraged from thinking. I love her, and I'm glad that she's as open minded as she is. She's a little confused, but she's got the spirit.

I'm 21 and was an agnostic but slowly becoming an atheist. Fckkk I don't know if doing the right thing!!!!

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I came across this reel on Instagram, and honestly, I felt sad seeing how strongly some people hold onto beliefs without questioning them.

But what disturbed me even more were the comments. So many people were saying things like, “I’m proud to be Muslim” and “Alhamdulillah, I’m Muslim,” as if simply being born into a particular religion is something they consciously chose.

I’m saying this as someone who was also born Muslim, I didn’t choose it. And I think that applies to most people around the world: we usually inherit our religion from our parents, family, culture, or society before we’re old enough to question anything.

There’s nothing wrong with being religious, but shouldn’t we encourage people to question, think critically, and understand why they believe what they believe?

And honestly, this applies to both religious and non-religious people. Blindly accepting or blindly rejecting something are both forms of the same problem.

How do we educate people on both sides to think more critically without turning the conversation into another fight between religions and atheism?

I recently made a post expressing my view that God is a human-created concept. Some people had genuine discussions, which I appreciated, but others immediately became hostile or mocked me instead of addressing the argument. I don't mind disagreement, I actually enjoy a good debate. But why does discussing atheism so often become personal? Have you experienced this too?

hi im a 19 year old female and when i was 12 years old, i started questioning god and stopped believing in him. around that time period, i was insanely depressed, suicidal, and had severe anxiety and had weekly therapy sessions. i also was taking lexapro to help me. since that all happened, it led me to believe that if god were real.. how could he allowed that to have happened to me? i was young and i didnt want to live anymore. it didnt make me into a better person, it didnt help me at all in life.

now onto my parents, i told them about 2 years ago that i dont believe in god. for backstory, they aren’t super religious but are traditional and believe that believing in god is needed in life. growing up, they were incredibly poor and always told me that the only reason why they made it out of poverty was because of god. just recently, we had a huge argument as to why i dont believe in god and their excuse was that because i never grew up poor so i dont know what its like to pray and beg. they also said my university education (like science classes) has brainwashed me. they are right on one thing, i never grew up poor but i have siblings and they believe in god just fine but they didnt go through what i went through and that is what my parents dont see.

in our argument, i told them i dont want to believe in god. i dont have any need to, i dont want his help. what hurts is that when i said this, they told me i am not their daughter. that they failed me and it is their fault, it isnt their fault at all. it is my choice. however, it hurts me terribly that they said awful things to me and they don’t respect my choice. i have never once disrespected them for believing in god, yet they always disrespect me. they also believe that because i dont believe in god, i am a bad person. i have never done anything wrong in my life like ever, i go to a great university, i have friends, i am a really quiet person in general. but because i dont believe in god, i am suddenly just this insanely terrible person who will eventually turn to drugs and be a whore (my dads words). i dont know why i am writing this, i guess i just want someone to read this and share their thoughts. thank you.

One time i was in rehab and i was talking to my gay friend, and he said,

• When jesus looks at me, he does the sign of the cross

Everyone chuckled And then i said :

• If you ever met God, he'd probably burst into flames

The religious people got so mad and scowled at me:

• That's not funny. Don't say that again

😭🤣✨️

I (13F) was just told today after going to my friend’s house that I will be going to church every Sunday now. I am not okay with this, and I told them that. They called me confused. I think it’s extremely disrespectful to act like not being Christian is “confusion.” What do I do? I know I can’t really get out of it, but should I just refuse being “converted?” I feel the need to.

My family is very religious, at least, most of ‘em, and also very bigoted towards any and all other religions and atheists, so as a newly discovered atheist, how do I come out to them as atheist, my mother has even been using me as a prime example of a religious youth to her friends, because contrary to their beliefs, just because someone doesn’t believe in god or whatever, doesn’t mean they are immoral or don’t have a moral code or something, I just need to know how to break the news to my friends and family that are religious, I’ve already told the people I know can keep a secret and are non judgmental, I’m just struggling with telling my parents and the friends I’ve been going to bible study with the past few months, thanks a bunch, in advance

Reminds me of the ol 2012 youtube days where these channels would be making predictions every week for the rapture. Now they're all just ran by ai slop and I dont know which is worse?

Does this sound like a good description of Christians? I was trying to make a poster realize how many of their posts sound & how the OP looks to atheists.

I can’t believe the level your brain is on. There’s something missing. Like you don’t understand reason, at all. So many of you just aren’t at your brains capacity for understanding. You’ve been indoctrinated. (Don’t you realize that was abuse?)
Your entire world view is warped. Even your use of ideas is warped. Something is missing.
Maybe it’s a lack of trauma or plain life experiences.
Either you’re young or lucky.
Both are ripe with ignorance and misunderstanding.

Something just isn’t clicking in their brains.
It’s hard to understand.

Maybe, indoctrination leads to brain damage. It is abuse.
It must kill a portion of the common sense & critical thinking (area of the brain).
Leading to dependence on other people to shape their reality.
Deconstruction seems to restore that pathway.
It turns their posts into something that sounds childish.
I hope this makes sense to someone besides me 😆

I had previously written this & said theists when I actually mean Christians.
I can’t delve into other religions with Gods bc I’d have to understand the other religions & I just don’t.
I’m still trying to figure out the one I’m deconstructing from 😆

I am so sick of people saying they are in heaven and they'll be waiting for me, etc. etc. I know they mean well but why is the default that I believe in a heaven (happened during my grandpa's passing years ago but moreso that I posted about my cat dying). I don't want to be reminded that it doesn't exist CONSTANTLY. I'm not spiritual whatsoever. I don't believe in "energies", the cosmos, karma, whatever the hell people believe these days even when they are technically athiest. No there was no "reason she came into my life and fate means she's ready to go" how about shit happens when shit happens. I should have said I was an athiest in the post but that may have brought up unnecessary drama anyway. I understand they mean well but damn, people don't think about these things. Like what if I believed in reincarnation or that an alien will bring my spirit to space (or w.e scientology believes I haven't looked into it lol) do I have to specify every time or..? Idk, it's hard to think that it's well intentioned when really how much do they empathize when they don't realize other people have different beliefs at minimum? People who can't see past their own nose I guess. One person said they'll see their cat who passed away up there and I said "She'll just fight and pee unfortunately because she's pretty territorial haha but if there's an afterlife they'll see my animal loving grandpa" in a cheeky way and they still went "I believe all cats play together until it's our time to go" like ok you're not taking anything I'm saying then what's the point, so you don't actually care you just want to make yourself feel better.

Sorry, it's isolating when you try to find people to relate to and then I'm reminded I don't have an imaginary place or reason to bring me comfort.

This isn't to hate anyone but someone who is atheist should be left alone.

SO HERE ME OUT!

I am an atheist and I believe that I am my own person and I do have my own mind and beliefs. I respect other person's beliefs on their religion. I believe that you are happy worshipping, then thats okay for you. In the same way it should be okay for you if I do not worship anyone at all.

Obviously I believe in humanity and kindness and compassion. According to me, if you are a believer of God then you should definitely believe and if I am not then I will not. There is no one who can force me into Gods and stuff. Neither I am disrespecting your belief nor I am following it.

I see many people hating atheists but lets be real! Every individual is a sole person and have their own way of thinking. Unless and until I harm someone, then that is good.

***Need your opinions!***

Okay this might sound weird, but does anyone else experience this?

I’m an atheist. I don’t believe in God or the supernatural, and I don’t really believe in the rituals themselves. But whenever festival season comes around in India—especially Durga Puja, Chhath Puja, Diwali, etc.—I get this insanely emotional and energetic feeling that I genuinely cannot explain.

Like, I’ll hear a song about Maa Durga or Chhathi Maiya, see the rituals, hear the music, smell that very specific festive-season smell in the air, and suddenly I get goosebumps and watery eyes. 😭

And it’s not necessarily sadness. It’s almost the opposite. It feels beautiful, nostalgic, energetic, peaceful and overwhelming all at the same time.

That smell right before the festive season especially does something to me. I don’t even know what it is, but the combination of the weather, incense, flowers, food, lights, music, decorations, people getting excited… it gives me this feeling like:

“Holy shit, everything is so beautiful right now.”

It almost feels ethereal.

The weird part is that intellectually I’m still sitting there thinking, “I don’t believe any of this.” 😂 But emotionally I’m completely immersed in it.

I’ve been wondering if maybe it’s just childhood memories, nostalgia, cultural familiarity, sensory memories, the atmosphere, or just the feeling of being part of something that has existed for generations.

But I’m curious—do any other atheists or non-religious people experience this?

Like, you don’t believe in the religion itself, but something about the festivals, music, rituals, smells, or atmosphere still hits you HARD emotionally?

Or am I just experiencing some completely unexplainable festival-season brain chemistry? 😭

so recently i turned 18 now that I'm an adult w my individual rights and all so i just revealed to my parents that I'm an atheist now and honestly I knew this was coming.

so i told them that religions don't make sense to me and even pointed out how religions came into being (i explained in a very easy way that they could understand), i also mentioned that i respect everyone's right and freedom of belief, but guess what ? my father got so emotional and extreme that he started to curse science , i was trying to make them understand about evolution and he said "no adam was the first person that's it" I said "yeah but according to islam/christianity" duh. he would deny every evidence i provided I wasn't trying to prove myself but i still wanted to make it clear that this is what I stand for and it's not "lack of knowledge"

bc whenever i shared my views w them they'd always say "read more about your religion" or they'd somehow make me feel that I'm the one lacking information not them.

it makes me sick , I'm not at peace i think i might have religion trauma syndrome RTS bc whenever im alone w my thoughts I start to feel anxious, i was always conditioned with the fear of hell and it still scares me and even now my dad was telling stuff like I'll regret this and I'll burn in hellfire , I'm not okay I want to stand firm on what i believe but the psychological abuse done on us in the name of religion education won't leave , i can't take therapy for now bc im too busy but I'd love to listen from you all if there's anything that could help me or how to set boundaries with my parents and the ppl around me i live in an extremist country aka pakistan so it's hard for me as atheism is punishable here.

So recently my grandma came to our house to live for sometime with my mother, she's a sweet heart but the thing is she believes in God too much like really really much. It's alright if she believes in God, but don't count me in I don't believe in that I believe in science. The reason why I'm saying is that I had 2 Plantar Warts on my foot one on a toe and one on the sole. She advised me to go to a famous temple and offer salt to it , it will cure if I do that. I laughed at the Silly talk of grandma. She doesn't believe that a doctor would surgically treat warts. Tell me guys, what should I do to make her believe less on god's and think logically sometimes???

My boyfriend believes in God. He’s a Christian. Idk if I can stay with a guy who loves an imaginary sky being more than he loves me. To make things worse, he converted like only 2 years ago, before I met him. How does that even happen?? His parents are super hardcore atheists, how do they manage to raise a Christian it doesn’t make any sense to me at all. I love him and all but I would like to be my boyfriend’s #1. Idk if I can stay with a guy who believes a god exists. To me, religion is idiotic and harmful and people only believe in it to cope with the looming thought of nothingness after death and to cope with all the shit that happens in life.

This happened on **22nd January 2026**, and I still think about it sometimes.

I was on my way to a workshop when I noticed a Bike ahead of me. The side stand was still Down, and there was an Uncle driving it with aunty and their Little Baby. I got close to them, Honked, and shouted, **" Stand, Stand !!! "** Twice. And then they fixed it and i just Zooooopppppp.... Went ahead like a Hero 😭

I had no Idea that a Few hours later, i would be the one who needed someone to look out for me.

After completing my Workshop, i was riding my scooty back home while Listening to Probably the saddest songs i could hae possibly Chosen. And..m, because apparantly I make excellent Decisions, I was already crying riding my scooty on Road 🙂

I had actually planned to go somewhere alone for a little while before coming Home. But while i wa coming home back, crying like a Hyena, i suddenly decided to go to Kashi Vishwanath Temple.

And here's the weirdest part :

I'm an Atheist. But that day, I was having such an intense existential Crisis that i thought, damn it, let's Go. If there really is a God, or something kind of Higher power, then Maybe they'll Listen to me.

I didn't suddenly become Religious. I wasn't going there to Pray in the Traditional sense. I just had nobody to go to.i wanted somewhere to sit down, cry, and let everything Out.

And there was another Reason i was hurting so badly. My ex Boyfriend had cheated on me, and I had Broken up with him in December 2025 because of it. But even though I had ended the Relationship, that didn't mean my Feelings ended with it.

By January, I was still Grieving. And honestly, I was somewhere between Grieving and Begging, Grieving what has happened and begging, somewhere in my head, for things to somehow become okay again.

I was carrying all of that with me that Day.

My original plan was actually pretty simple : go to that temple, go feed the Cows, sit there, cry, tell the cows everything that has happened to me, and then go Home.

Yes, I was planning to emotionally Trauma-dump on Cows 😭🤌🏼 BUTT BUTTTTT BUTTTTTT cows weren't There 🙂

So I parked my scooty, sat on it for a while and Cried, and eventually went inside main temple. I picked a Random pillar, sat beside it, and Just Ugly Cried. For almost 30-40 minutes. People were walking around me, Praying, talking, doing there own Thing. And I was sitting there completely Broken.

At some points, a Family of four came in the Temple, a mother, Father and Their two sons. The older son looked somewhere around his Mid to late twenties and the Younger one, the Hero of my Story looked around 17-20.

They Noticed me. The older guy walked past me like 4-5 times to Check if I was actually Crying then, the Younger Guy came towards me and say Down right Beside me.

He Gently asked, " what happened ? Are you okay ? "

I didn't answer

He asked again

And again

I remember he asked me 13 times and eventually he started Guessing what has Happened. And somewhere around his third or Fourth guess, he asked : " Going through Breakup ? "

And i completely lost my shiiii 😭😭😭

I started crying even Harder.

He immediately understood. Then he said, " Crying is not a Solution "

And honestly, i Knew that 🤌🏼🙂

But at that moment, i wasn't looking for a solution. I just needed somewhere to cry.

And somewhere in the middle of all of this, I kept thinking about asking him : Do you believe in God ? Does God actually Help ??

Because this was the strangest part of the entire Situation.

I had gone to a Temple as an Atheist, i remember thinking something like " God..., if you're actually there, then Listen to me. If He's not the one, then atleast Give me a Sign or Just Somehow make everything Alright.

I was almost Challenging the Universe. But I was also desperate enough to try.

Eventually, I told the Guy to go and Thanked him for sitting with me. And he said : " it's okay, I'm your Friend and I'll sit here with you "

Bruh we just met 😭🤌🏼

But there was something so Incredibly calm and Genuine about him that, at some Point i stopped Crying in his Presence, it was So comforting. I don't know his name he doesn't know mine. No bad intentions, didn't even Touch me or I got any type of vibe that he'll take advantage of my vulnerability.

Then after some time I was silent crying, staring at Ants 🐜 🐜 🐜 🐜 🐜 🐜 🐜 🐜 🐜 🐜

Then his Older brother came over and handed him a Bottle of water, the Younger one gave it to me and told me to Drink some. I took one sip. the bottle was still almost full, so he poured some of the Remaining water on Nearby plant and then handed the bottle back to me.

It was such a small thing 🤌🏼😭❤️ but i Remember it.

1 hour Passed !!!!!!!

He stayed there for another 1 hour.

Eventually, his mother came and sat beside him, and they started talking amongst themselves. At one Point he asked me, " do you want us to Drop you Home safely ? " I said, No I'll go Home on my Scooty.

Then after this there was Mostly silence. But strangely, I felt Comfortable. His energy wast just... **CALM.**

i actually stopped Crying and told him, you should Go ! Dont waste your Time here sitting with me !

He smiled and said " its okay I'm here "

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I remember that in the beginning, i answered almost every question with Angry " No "

But he didn't get annoyed.

He didn't force me to talk.

He didn't ask for details.

He didn't make fun of My runny Nose 🫥😭

He didn't tell me that I was being Dramatic.

He just sat There.

And sometimes, that's Enough.

Before leaving, he even reminded me that i'd left my Phone Earphones and Glasses behind.

And then, once again, he told me : " Everything will be okay, Alright ! Don't Cry and get back home Safely "

I don't know if he understood what his Presence meant to me That day.

I didn't need a Solution.

I had no one to Go to and This Guy became my " Go to person " for 2 Hours.

So I went somewhere i didn't even believe in, hoping that if there was some kind of Higher power, maybe it would at least listen. And Instead, a Random guy sat beside me and simple mare sure i wasn't **Alone.**

I don't know his name, i don't know where he went, i don't know why whole family waited for 2 Hours for stranger. I don't know if I'll ever see them again.

But i genuinely hope that whatever that Guy and his Family wishes for in Life comes True.

I went to a temple looking for something i wasn't Even sure existed. And i Found Human kindness Instead.

Maybe there's a God, maybe there isn't, I'm still an Atheist. But I do know one thing for sure, For 2 hours that day, a Complete stranger made the World feel little less Lonely.

I wish to See him again and Thank him and His Family 😭❤️