No I actually do.

You say otherwise? What proof do you have? You’re just a poster on a message board and I’m in a country that’s far, faaaar away from yours.
Unless you’re gonna tell me my heart-broken guardian angel has come whispering words to you about what I had been through since the last time I was active on these boards, you really have no right to presume what I believe about myself.
In fact, nobody does.
Depression? Sorry but I chucked that out last year along with whatever significance religion used to hold it in place.
What you see now is a man who no longer feigns to believe his life is for gods and demons to amuse themselves with in their so-called ‘spiritual war.’ It’s quite liberating to know that actually. No longer do I have to waste my time blaming and waiting for some force outside myself to change my life when I’ve had the power to do that all along.
Did I say God? I said the Church. Nice of you to try and blur the distinction but I’m not gonna buy it this time.

I don’t really care for what people say ‘God’ thinks and besides, I’ve ceased throwing all my bets on divine intervention.
Yes well, I’m not the one claiming to speak on God’s behalf and why I shouldn’t live my life the way I want it. That’d be you, actually. You may be right that I wouldn’t have anything without Him but I don’t see how that gives any person a right to presume how He works in my life.
I don’t care to speak for God, in case you didn’t get the hint. I speak only for myself. And speaking only for myself, I’m more cut out to be a wolf than a sheep.