Right here. Never ever believed. I remember when you HAD to go to Church to get into a Catholic school (my parents consider themselves Catholic though they NEVER go to Church or pray or mention God ever) so I started going when I was like 7 and I remember the ridiculous fairytails the priest was telling and being really wide-eyed and shocked and looking around thinking "these people are fucking insane!"
"Alice found the whole thing quite amusing. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it was so absurd, but they all looked so grave that she did not dare laugh".
I'll change my mind if there's ever even a small but of evidence. I mean, there's no logic, evidence or proof that any of it is true. There's not anything to even suggest anything is real there, except from an old book that has been re-written, reworded and changed so much over the centuries it is almost nothing like it's origin at all.
If there is a God/Deity/Whatever, why did they let me get raped on my 13th birthday when I was a very innocent and naive kid. I may be an awful person and deserve things like that now, but I had done NOTHING wrong as a kid. Adults always described me as very good-natured and honest.
When we did the yearbook people had to say the biggest positive about you and the biggest negative. A guy came to me from the group and said "[insert name here], nobody has a bad word to say about you, what do YOU think we should put"?
I didn't deserve any of the shit that happened to me as a kid. If God or a deity does exist they're an asshole and have a lot of explaining to do when I die.