I was too young when I left so my memory is blurry, but seems that one day I just asked myself "Hey, what if it's all wrong?", tried reason, logic and what I knew about science to answer that question, and reached the obvious answer. It seemed extremely obvious to me, after I went through the questioning, that religion was just a big mistake made by primitives who had no explanation for the world and just made up one, and later, when science explained what religion claimed to explain, people went on believing because it's a difficult trap, with that faith business and "just believe without bothering to know why" crap. It's an addiction, like drugs, and mankind hasn't gotten rid of it. I guess this is glaringly obvious once you make yourself the questions - but I mean sincere questioning, not trying to find rational reasons to believe (which assumes beforehand that it's right to believe), which is what many people do. I mean sincerely doubting and then trying to determine whether religion is right or wrong. So, at age 10, I felt like it was a kinda Columbus's egg and felt an urge to tell everyone about my "discovery" - and the nasty reactions I got taught me being reticent about my disbelief.

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