This might be an odd post, but here it goes.
I'm a 22 years old male, baptized "Christian", who decided to silently drop the whole religion thing a couple of years ago (by not going to church and not caring about religion in general.) The problem is my mother, who is very religious and sees my infidelity as something that's her fault.
Up until now, I had played along in Christian customs (but without going to church at all,) not wanting to upset other people; choosing the easy way to live life as an atheist I guess. Lately I've become more intolerant of this —excuse the word— crap.
Things got a bit intense yesterday when my mother repeatedly called me outside as the epitaph of Christ was passing by. I refused to go and kept telling her that I don't believe in religion. It was quite obvious that she didn't like my response. For the next couple of hours, she'd come into my room and start preaching, telling me how wrong I am. That was last night.
Tonight is the resurrection of Christ, and the end of Lent. At ~23:15 I went to the kitchen to cut some tomatoes and onions to make me a couple of souvlakia after the Lent is over. My mother comes in and tells me in an ironic voice that since I don't believe in Christianity I should go ahead and eat whatever I want with no need to wait another 45 minutes. We argued calmly for a few minutes and even though I could see that she didn't mean anything she said, I proceeded to set up the electric grill. That's when she went nuts.
Shortly after plugging in the grill, I had become the enemy. She became furious at me and said that she'd much rather spend next Easter with other people (relatives) that believe in religion. Understanding that nothing good would come out if I had become angry too and had responded with harsh words, I unplugged the grill and returned, somewhat hungry, to my room.
So here I am, hungry and sad, writing this post. I doubt my mother is the only person with such strong religious belief, and this really disappoints me. Seriously, fuck this shit, fuck it! However, because life goes on, and I can't pick another family to be part of, I would appreciate any advice on how to handle the situation that has arisen, now and in the future, by other atheists that have witnessed or experienced similar circumstances.
And to all theists out there: If I show you respect and don't make fun of your beliefs or lifestyle, I rightfully demand the same treatment from you.
Update
First of all, many thanks to all the wonderful people over at reddit.com/r/atheism; your responses here and in the thread on reddit are truly enlightening. As the second comment below says, I now realize that I might have indeed stepped all over my mother's traditions with the way I behaved yesterday. There isn't much that can be done about that now, and it probably doesn't matter either; it can been seen as a learning experience.
After about an hour of the incident, the atmosphere had been restored back to friendly, which is comforting and shows that religion can become at most a small obstacle, not a 5 meter tall wall, at least in this situation. :)
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