I used to be afraid to admit that I did not believe. I especially could never say this to my family! For the most part, they are all so much into the Jesus thing. I used to hate feeling like I could never speak up. Then I got brave and started to admit I was agnostic. Now I don't care anymore. I'll admit I'm an atheist any chance I get.
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