See, there's a difference. Your rights end where mine begin. There are people who want to take away, or outright deny *real* rights.
I cannot make anyone stop believing in their chosen deity. But there are people who ARE making it so that people can't get access to abortions even to save the woman's life, or so that people who love each other cannot get married.
When crazy lady across the street came over to scream at me when I first got my dog, was I to go "You're right. It was inconsiderate of me to get a dog without telling you as you don't believe I will prevent him from barking all day nor clean up after him. I'll just go give him back right now." Or was I to "attack" her back for attacking me without just provocation?
THAT is the sort of attack many people are fighting right now. "I don't like you because you are YOU, so I'm going to deny you rights!" Are they really supposed to sit there and not fight? To accept that, to not challenge that abysmal attitude is to condone it.
That's why I fight when people tell me I'm going to hell. Or that I'm just a woman, so what do I know. I will not sit by and let someone tell me that I am so horrible that I deserve eternal torment. It's bigoted. It's dismissive. It's dehumanising.
Try to imagine it like this. You come face to face with someone, and they say the following:
You're stupid.
You're evil.
You deserve pain.
No one loves you.
You don't deserve happiness.
Okay, fine, you can walk away. But when you go to walk away, there's another person behind you who takes up the litany. You keep walking. Every half-mile or so, you encounter another one. They follow you for a ways. Much of your day is spent listening to comments that are belittling you.
Are you truly trying to say that you would *never* lose patience with this and eventually tell them to shut up and leave you alone? Not that they listen...
I was well and truly NOT joking that I got chased across my college campus by proselytizers after I politely told them that I had been christian, but was now pagan and much happier, and I would like to now continue reading my book thankyou. They wouldn't leave, and wouldn't stop telling me that immortal soul was in peril so I got up and walked away. And they followed, still nattering. I started jogging. So did they. I only escaped them once I got to my dorm as they knew they were not allowed in the building.
My usual online conversation goes something like this:
"I'm Christian and God is the One."
"I'm agnostic, but don't really see any proof for any deities." -- This is sharing a belief set, since a belief set was shared.
"Here's proof of God!"
"Anecdotal, and explainable by science."
"You are going to rot in hell, the bible says so!"
It gets old and I am no saint.