I was an atheist for the longest time, not just the liberal type who holds some weird sort of secular ethics. I was very nihilistic, believed in materialism, disbelieved in the soul, the afterlife, morality itself, and anything supernatural. I was in a really dark place, and also spent my time looking at pornography which became increasingly degenerate and depraved over the years. I lived for hedonism and sought pleasure, but I only became more miserable as time past.
During all of this, I gradually got into politics, and quickly moved towards far-right politics, and got really into Hitler, Nietzsche, and other similar figures. Of course, I was still masturbating to filth daily while being a hypocrite and preaching against degeneracy. This went on for several years.
Though completely debased in behavior, I had always been very inquisitive about philosophy and certain topics, so at some point, I began to look into arguments for God for some reason. I began to learn why people believed in God. I found them interesting, but not entirely convincing. I spent a lot of time watching debates between theists and atheists, and thinking about these topics. I was still a degenerate of course, but I was already self-hating over my behavior due to the conflict between my professed values online and in real life versus my behavior when I was alone. I felt the conflict.
When I first began to explore religion and was armed with some philosophical arguments for God, I explored Islam, read the Qur'an, learned a bit of Arabic, and thought that Islam was inherently superior to Christianity. I was duped by bad Islamic apologetics. I had not read the Bible at this point. Eventually my Christian friend started to debunk me on all of this, and I lost interest in Islam, but remained interested in the question of God. I had begun to explore the question of consciousness and the soul at some point, and felt that materialism, once critically examined, does not really hold up to scrutiny. So I began to abandon that philosophy, and got into Eastern religions, believing that God was some sort of super-consciousness of the universe. I began meditating and chanting the names of Hindu gods during my meditation. All of these were important steps on my journey.
At some point I started to pray. I felt silly, like I was talking to no-one. I kept at this for a while, and one night I was begging God for a sign that He was real, and He acquiesced, and I was shocked. I actually had some faith in God from that moment onwards, something that was more than just a basic intellectual understanding, even if my understanding was not deep at all. I still didn't know who God was. I continued to pray over the weeks and months, and asked God who I should follow. I went through a list of names, and when I said 'Jesus' God again made it clear that I was to follow Jesus Christ. I was shocked. I began to read the Bible furiously, and to see that the Trinity was in the Bible, and that the prophecies of the OT 100% predict Jesus Christ as Messiah and God. Before this I already could not debunk the apologetic arguments for the resurrection of Christ, so it had already been worrying me, but I was not wanting Christianity to be true. That is why it is was the last thing I looked into, and it took God Himself to soften my heart to it.
And then I sought out Orthodox Christianity eventually, have been attending services for six months, and recently became a catechumen, and reading the lives of the saints, and learning as much as I can. I don't care that much about politics anymore, and I have disgust with a lot of figures in the alt-right sphere. I still retain some of what I'd read over the years, but I'm not a White Nationalist anymore.