[squirrelicus]

Good luck. It's a tough world. You know, Christ was born under an order for his death with soldiers knocking on doors killing babies, born into a rickety wooden construct for holding animal feed, full of snot and spit. Even the greatest man is born into a world of threats of death, disease, and eventual death. We all share this burden together. And whether Christ was real doesn't actually matter. Almost every historical figure is a legend, an abstraction, and history shows us who we are nonetheless.

Godspeed on your journey my friend.