Mom, Dad, I’m Atheist.

…but I’m waiting for the right moment to tell you about it. 🙂

I get rattled really easily. I am a musician, but I hate recitals. I can play all day long in the corner of a restaurant, or busk on a street where no one is paying much attention to me. As soon as you get me up on a stage where eyes and ears are trained on me, I just completely fall apart. What tends to help in situations like this is over-preparation. So that’s what this article is about—over-preparation. If I get a good opportunity to tell my parents about my atheism, I’ll have my thoughts gathered.

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