answer:I very often lament the fact that I lack comforting rituals. Even something as simple as crossing oneself when you’re scared, or to center yourself before doing something uncomfortable, can be a nice little thing to lean on. But I don’t pray. And crossing yourself or lighting candles doesn’t do anything, and I can only make so many cups of tea in a day. It’s a bit frustrating. But aside from this selfish desire for comfort, no, I don’t second-guess my atheism anymore. It was a decision made after many years of thought and study and evidence-gathering, and I’ve stopped holding my breath for new evidence of a deity.