If we’re telling “why I don’t believe” stories, mine’s quite simple.

On one level, there’s the absence of any evidence for the supernatural, the rather good evidence for natural explanations of everything so far (if you imagine two baskets, things we cam explain by science and things we can only explain by the supernatural, the migration of things from one basket to the other has been strictly unidirectional). That’s without going into just how unsatisfactory supernatural explanations are (“because God” has never felt like a proper answer to me).

But, I think more importantly, on a personal level I just lack belief. When it comes to religion, no part of my mind believes it or even particularly wants to believe it. A-theist; without-belief, fits me down to the bone. I used to sort of go along with it, because that’s what I was told (not that my parents are very religious) but it never really ‘took’, just faded away as I grew up like all the little myths kids believe in.