Disclaimer: This in no way represents how I believe all non-theists should feel, just how I feel. Also note that this post contains explicit language.
For as long as I have considered myself one, I have never shied away from the term "atheist" in public. My beliefs (or lack thereof, if you want to refer to them that way) are very important to me, and why I believe what I do is of even greater importance. I do a lot of reading and exploring in order to more fully understand what I believe within the context of what there is to believe. I also search for scientific facts and evidence, not only to reinforce what comes naturally to me as a lack of belief in a god, but also to support my beliefs when they come under fire by those who disagree (meaning my entire family, unfortunately. It's not all bad, though, I definitely hold my own, and that's even as I am debating family members who work in the medical profession. Don't get me started on Christian doctors, because then I'd have to start ranting about my father, which I do not want to do right now).
I cannot say that I would see much of a point in developing a romantic relationship with a theist (and let me add that I find it amusing that there is a world of difference between “a theist” and “atheist.” What a difference a space makes). Most of my best friends are theists, and so I have no problem being friends with and sustaining meaningful relationships with believers of various faiths, but I do draw a line when it comes to dating, which I don't see anything wrong with, as Christians and other theists generally follow the same dating code. Some people can enjoy fairly superficial relationships (or perhaps lead unexamined lives), even into marriage, and so can easily brush off differences of belief. I am not one of those people. To be sufficiently romantically attracted to someone, I would need to feel open to and, in fact, invited to, discuss thoughts of a deep and philosophical nature. Since I am an anti-absolutist, I will never hold that it is 100% impossible that I could somehow develop a fulfilling romantic relationship with a theist, but I would say that I find the scenario incredibly unlikely and that I purposely avoid dating theists. Some would argue that that then would become a self-fulfilling prophecy, so it may as well be considered an impossibility. I would not entirely disagree with that, but then of course I'd being leaving out the possibility of chance. I can just imagine the conversation on the wedding night after sex:
New Husband: Whoo! Man, I knew I liked sex, but god did say it's better within the confines of marriage, and he was right!
Me: Huh? You believe in god?
NH: ...Yeah... you don't?
Me: Well have you ever seen me read the Bible? Or go to church? Or ever mention believing in god?
NH: No, but have you ever seen me do that?
Me: No, but I don't see most Christians doing that anyway.
NH: I kind of just always assumed you were like me... you know. Christmas and Easter Christian.
Me: And the fact that we fucked in that church's nativity scene last Christmas didn't clue you in?
NH: I thought you had a Virgin Mary fantasy!
Me: Oh, come on, I told you I was a naughty elf and that I wanted to sit on your lap and take a trip to your North Pole!
NH: Oh yeah... that was a good Christmas. Anyway, I had sex with you and I believe in god. I know I shouldn't have sex before marriage, but I did because it feels like heaven. Wait, you do believe in heaven, right?
Me: Um, no. I believe that when we die, we will cease to live. As in, no living beyond death and no afterlife, unless you want to refer to afterlife as literally after life, meaning dead. We become worm food, or better yet, ashes.
NH: Lovely. Well when I die, at least get me a tombstone that says “Loving Husband” on it. And make sure it says something about heaven.
Me: Well if I die first, do whatever is least expensive.
NH: You want me to penny pinch your funeral?
Me: Or what makes you feel happy.
NH: Happy? How am I supposed to feel happy knowing that, if you are right, your soul no longer exists and if I am right, you're burning in hell?!
Me: ...Well, if I'm already burning then cremation is not that big of a deal, right?
NH: Not funny.
Me: We really should have had this conversation yesterday.
And now I ramble. And by the way, I've never actually done the nativity scene thing, but I think I now have a new idea to brighten my secular celebration of this upcoming holiday season.
Well, I hope you enjoyed reading! To read more of my posts (not necessarily to do with atheism), please visit Musings From A Nowhere Girl