Who Needs Hell When You've Got Life

Well this is what I've got so far:  


As an Atheist I'm angry(always), bitter, not capable of happiness, non joie de vivre, in times of desperation will fall back(or is it crawl back?) to god and religion and am incapable of any true positive emotions.


Now on the other hand - any Christians(those who are saved in particular)are the complete and total opposite except for desperation; they're always asking god for help which is a sign of strength not desperation.


Let's go back to me for a moment. When I give closer scrutiny to those glowing sentiments about Atheists I realize that a few are wrong - utterly and completely. I actually think I'm quite capable of happiness, as much as anyone living in the world today. I would have to say any anger and bitterness that I might exude comes not from my lack of religion but from tiring year after year of mental illness. Bipolar is not all the fun it portrays itself as. In my most desperate hours, since my de-conversion, I have never once thought "Oh damn things really suck, I bet if I still believed in God It wouldn't be like this!" followed quickly by "Gee I think I will believe in God again!" - At this point please cue the rainbow shitting unicorns.

Having dependence on a make-believe god doesn't make a person more or less stronger than one who doesn't. I venture to say that to live life on your own terms, without the benefit of a placebo, allows you the edge on strength not desperation.