…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.
Continue reading “Mom, Dad, I’m Atheist.”
I’m a listener first, a thinker second, and a speaker last.
I am lucky to live in the northern states of the USA. Up here, we don’t really care that deeply about religion. We have churches, we celebrate Christmas, and we have a lot of believers, but religion is fairly subdued. I can go all week (months, years?) without someone asking me if I’m saved, or inviting me to church. My culture is not dripping with religion, and I do not feel the need to speak out against assumptions that may or may not are being made about me. Continue reading “Why I Won’t “Come Out” as an Atheist”