Man has two natures, a material nature and a spiritual nature, and free will to choose between those natures. The buck stops with us.
Because I am aware of this, I am constantly struggling against my material nature and asking God in prayer to help me.
It seems unfair to saddle believers with such ideas. What we have is human nature which is more reptilian and mammalian than uniquely human. The uniquely human part is what can be used to cause the kind of dysphoria you describe. It's a type of self-loathing, because one can never transcend those lower brain centers and their desires.
The best we can due is subdue our subhuman urges and inclinations sufficiently to succeed in human society, but we deserve to congratulate ourselves for any success we have there rather than berate ourselves for having an older, pre-human nature with which we struggle. Instead, we have religions that denigrate man and leave people feeling guilty for being human which includes the legacy of our forebears.
Atheism (and polytheism, it seems) frees one from all of that. We don't have to disesteem man or nature. We don't have to adopt a host of bigotries. We can abandon magical thinking. We can ignore the stories of the angry and harshly judgmental ghost who lives outside of nature commanding and threatening man.
I wish that for you, too, but you likely understand that as wishing something undesirable for you, and maybe at this stage of life, it would be.
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Speaking of "I wish that for you" there's always a Grateful Dead song for any occasion:
Long distance runner, what you standin' there for?
Get up, get out, get out of the door
You're playin' cold music on the barroom floor
Drowned in your laughter and dead to the core
There's a dragon with matches that's loose on the town
Takes a whole pail of water just to cool him down
Fire! Fire on the mountain
Almost ablaze, still you don't feel the heat
It takes all you got just to stay on the beat
You say it's a livin', we all gotta eat
But you're here alone, there's no one to compete
If Mercy's a business,
I wish it for you
More than just ashes when your dreams come true
Fire! Fire on the mountain
Long distance runner, what you holdin' out for?
Caught in slow motion in a dash to the door
The flame from your stage has now spread to the floor
You gave all you had, why you wanna give more?
The more that you give, the more it will take
To the thin line beyond, which you really can't fake
And if you don't mind a further, personal digression, in July 1990. my girlfriend and now wife and I flew up to San Francisco and visited an Italian bistro on Columbus with some kids playing music on stage. My standard joke was always, "Do you know any Grateful Dead," and these guys did, and asked me to join them on guitar. We played that song, Fire On The Mountain. I let them keep all of the tips.
We still talk about that night. She learned to play bass shortly after that, and we began performing for the next ten years. Here's our version of Fire On The Mountain. Thats me on vocals and lead guitar, and my wife on bass and singing harmony. I hope you like it: