My parents are hardcore Christians. I am an atheist. Whenever I'm talking to them, I get the sense that they're waiting for me to bust out an apology. "I'm sorry I'm not who you want me to be. I'll keep my atheism to myself and I'll keep my mind open to god." Um... no. I did have my mind open - for a very long time. It took me years to realize who I am today. I'm not going to apologize for that, I'm going to be proud of it.