Growing up Baptist, the majority of the religious teachings I received were focused on humans being sinful, unworthy creations of God and a lot of the mantras where guilt-based. “Jesus died for your sins.” My mother is very religious. So, as a child, I was at the church every time the doors were opened. And for a while, I was very devout. I didn’t have my awakening until my oldest brother died in a boating accident. At that point I was in college and already studying other religions and different perspectives. His death was a catalyst that brought a lot of unanswered questions to the surface. The exact moment I became an atheist, I was sitting by his grave “praying” and knowing in my gut that there was really no point.