Ha, no. I was raised Christian and for most of my life saw my sexuality as a burden. I have faith in God and Jesus because I do. It is regardless of whatever sexuality I am. I just happen to be gay. Many will assume that because I am at peace with my sexuality that I somehow arrived at such peace with wishful thinking and scripture strong arming. But that is not at all the case.
The simple answer is, I wanted to find the truth. No matter where it lead me. It just happened to lead me to the pure Gospel that saves me without consideration of who i'm attracted to. It has given me more hope than anything ever has. But again, I didn't go looking for it. I am open minded and would have accepted whatever had the heaviest supporting scriptural evidence. I also hated the fact that I contributed to the ignorance against homosexuality, even if it was in my own small way. I used to live a life condemning myself for how I felt, and thinking that if I didn't change i'd go to hell. But that was dogma that controlled me, it was dogma that instilled that in me. Not God, not the Bible.
I really cannot express enough how free I feel as a result of my journey into truth. Free to have a relationship with a guy without feeling condemned? Well, yeah, to be honest. But, even in my prior state, I wasn't much different. The only difference being that I carried enormous weight on my shoulders from all the self condemnation. Burdens placed upon me by religion. But, I still had sex as much as my body wanted me to. It didn't change a damn thing. Sex ruled my mind, and I secretly loved it. But i'd never admit it, not even to myself. It was easy to fool other Christians, make them think that while I "stumbled" I had my lusts in check. Well, I didn't. Not one bit. As much as I enjoyed sex back then (which started at a young age as i've always been naturally sexual) I did truly want to change as I cared about my eternal life more. But there was a drive I couldn't ignore. A strong pull to do what I didn't think was right, I couldn't resist. And so I repeatedly gave in.
Now that sex isn't always on my mind, lust doesn't have as big a hold on me as it once did. So, yeah, I feel quite a bit better than who I used to be. Though, funny thing is, religious Christians always assume i'm in a worse state because they can only judge outward appearances. They assume because I accepted myself, that I am now depraved. I can't stand most Christians to be honest. A wild band of hypocrites and holier than thou assholes.
But yeah, that's the gist of it.