Oh wow this thread is old, I don't even know if I've already posted here.
My mom is a christian and when I was young I considered myself one too.
Then in my teens I got a bunch of "friends" who shamed and bashed me into atheism, specifically the militant kind. I was bullied in school and these people I met online would at least give me some level of approval if I just followed their ideals, so that's kind of how that all happened.
But it kind of felt like I was living a lie, and their pessimistic rants on how life is short and worthless and then it goes black caused me to get daily panic attacks and I straight up cried myself to sleep most nights.
After a while I realized that these people would never accept me for who I truly am and they're not the logical superiorities they claim to be. When I came out as trans I recieved everything from held back disapproval, to ridicule, to verbal attacks from these people. They thought transgender people are mentally ill, irrational idiots. As for nonbinary people, they compared them to people who identified as fairies. Just like they compared people who believe in god to people who believe in fairies. These people really must hate fairies.
Moving away from what I was raised into, and what people wanted me to be, I've found myself a spiritual agnostic. I believe in ghosts (it would be irrational of me not to considering all the ghost activity I have witnessed) and I believe there's either a form of afterlife, or that we are reincarnated. The latter sounds more believable to me.
I don't follow any specific religion. I don't follow other people's conclusions to their thinking about life and death, I follow my own.
I generally respect people of any beliefs as long as they respect me for mine and understand, just as I do with mine, that their beliefs cannot be proven and are in no way intellectually superior to anyone elses.