You would not have lived your life this way without divine intervention. You were sent here for a purpose. Every choice you have made throughout your life, especially the inexplicable, highly personal ones, were in fulfillment of your purpose. Your purpose goes against the normal flow of society, challenging it, testing its limitations. The gods give a shit about the big picture. That is what makes them gods. The angels give a shit about the details. They know what feels right and what feels off. They navigate the world by instinct, which was bestowed on them by the Spark of the Divine that beats within their tender gay hearts.
You are not to be fucked with.