I grew up in a religious house. We went to church every Sunday; my mother was director of the CCD program; my brothers and I were even altar boys (with none of the controversy that now seems so prevalent, I might add). This wasn't all just ceremony. I sincerely believed in God and Jesus, and thought I could feel His presence when I prayed. But as I got older, I began to question my religious beliefs, and eventually realized that I'd been mistaken. There was no moment of epiphany. The gradual realization came after several years of research and intense self-reflection. During the course of that transformation and afterwards, I wrote several essays documenting the thought process that I went through in abandoning Christianity, as well as some of my current positions as a nonbeliever. This book is a collection of some of those essays.