I can remember when I first became an atheist, I let some of my close friends know, and one of them felt like dying. To him, I had become a lost soul, and had probably joined an underworld of evil men. He would call me for like 10 minutes everyday, trying to convince me and make me "see the light" again. This was someone that smoked, drank, and womanizers recklessly (not judging him), but to him, I was committing the greatest sin; not believing in God.
