Something very interesting happened when I lost my religion, I just gave up religion, but I couldn't give up god. I just, couldn't stop believing that in that perspective. I think it's the result of having Christianity BASHED into my head for 12 years, but who knows. I left religion because by that time it seemed more like a cult that preached peace while slitting a person's throat, I didn't agree. Now I just believe that there
might be a god somewhere, but since I have no proof, I don't worry about it. I don't pray, It's just nice to think that there is something watching over us, real or not.
Ironically enough, even though my half-brother and I came from a highly religious family ((Not in the bad way though.)) I came out Deist ((belief in some kind of deity but not religion)) and my brother came out fully atheist. My brother completely left religion and god for the sake of science. He loves science a lot and thinks religion is humanity's main road block to advancing in science. Me? I left because I didn't want my life to be controlled by someone or something I hadn't met, or some fake code or a hateful book. I just wanted to be happy.
However, it did leave a void. I stopped believing in heaven, in the usefulness of praying. And while I'm glad I left, those were calming things to believe in. I was a very weak person, so it scared me to think that life after death would be nothing, just darkness. That's the reason I clung to religion for so long, because it calmed me to think that life would be eternal, I just wasn't willing to change my life for that. I filled in that void somewhat by telling myself that whether it exists or not..... 'afterlife' is eternal, but I only have one life. So I'm not going to waste that one life not doing things I don't agree with, whether it's things that others tell me to or some invisible deity tells me. I just live y'know, and do my best to be happy