I can't really say I was ever religious. I would go to church on Sundays with my mom and two brothers and sister, but I never really wanted to. I had a few bad experiences with Sunday School instructors due to my tendency to question things.
Religion just simply didn't make sense to me--it seemed to be a matter of opinion rather than fact, with many different groups believing many different things, and yet all believing they have the only correct view.
I've never struggled with my lack of belief. I'm fortunate that my parents just kind of shrugged it off when I first mentioned it. I feel as if I'm one of the fortunate few who's looked over the mountaintop and seen what's on the other side. And it always amazes me that so few others see the world as I do, as it makes perfect sense. I do take some comfort in the fact that more and more people are turning from superstition to a more 'literal' view of the universe. Ashes to ashes and dust to dust--well, there is some truth in religion I suppose.