My belief in the afterlife and higher beings flip as quickly as my mood swings.

At one extreme during a manic episode when I was going to church every Sunday I believed it was the second coming and I could hear the angels music and they were all coming out of the sky. Laugh.

In a normal mood state I'd like to consider myself Christian.

I hate to admit it but in my darkest hours I'm atheist or agnostic at the best of times.