Sort of. I grew up in a christian home, knew doctrine, and actually grew up in a very facts based house. So, I knew god was real on a logical level, I had experiences in my life where I was absolutely sure he had shown up. However, I was dealing with a lot at the time in college, absolutely being dragged through the gutter with health stuff and some serious scars from my childhood rearing its head. Over the course of 2-3 years I slowly started pulling away, going to church less, being less interested in biblical stuff. Indulging the flesh, mainly with extreme inappropriate content use (amount as well as content). Eventually I got to this point, where for all PRACTICAL purposes, I was agnostic, I wasn't really fully agnostic but practically I was. I didn't feel like god cared about me at all, how could he, I was in constant pain, lonely, and I never felt him. never mind I was practically running AWAY from him. In retrospect he still was protecting me, I tried to do some REALLY stupid stuff, was headed towards a bad crowd, and somehow something always kept me from engaging in the stuff I wanted to, timing just never worked out. Finally I got to the point, where I just wanted to say to god I'm done, but I couldn't, because that would be a lie, I was still attached to him through the holy spirit. I knew he was real, I knew he cared even if I didn't feel it. So, when I realized i couldn't get away I went towards. Best decision of my entire LIFE. There is a saying,a backsliding christian is the most miserable person. Its absolutely true.
When I was constantly sinning, I felt horrible, I felt guilty about it, even though I pushed that guilt so far down, and hardened my heart to it so I didn't "feel" guilty, on some level it was still there and I kept running from it. I became depressed, because my sin (inappropriate content) didn't make me happy, it tricked me into thinking it made me happy in the same way hard drugs do to a druggy. All I cared about was getting a woman, I had a horrible view of women. I kept thinking sin would fill that hole, I hide it well, but I became borderline psychopathic. The thought of hurting people was one I occasionally entertained, mentally or physically, I stopped seeing people as people, and viewed them as... I don't know what, but less than human. I was arrogant, thinking I was better than everyone.
When I turned back to god, all that started to change, was it overnight? no, but Now about 8 months later almost all the above isn't true. I don't like seeing people get hurt, sure a little bit of that fleshly desire still exist, but my first response when someone gets hurt isn't "ha" *feeling of satisfaction* its "man do you need help". I see women as people, though I still struggle with lust its getting better. I know longer look to sin to fill the hole in me. See sin, it makes you feel empty, and when you believe the lie that it can fulfill that hole, and engage in it, it temporarily makes you feel better, but very very soon, you feel even more empty, and you never fully feel full. But when you run with god, and he starts to work in you, you feel, amazing. Its like that hole is filled up, and more so its like your body becomes inflated, your not just not empty, your becoming FULL TO THE BRIM, with god. Its my primary reason to not want to sin, because it separates me from god, AND I CAN FEEL IT.
When I came back to god, I'm not going to lie, parts of it were NOT fun. I had a lot of sin to confess and as I grew closer to god, and the weight of that hit me, well, frankly there were days were I ended up a sobbing mess on the floor, more than one of those days. But at the same time, those are some of my best times with god, because while the sin came to mind, and I felt so unworthy, so worthless, god didn't strike me down, which he had ever right to do, he didn't kill me, he didn't torture me, ALL OF WHICH WOULD HAVE BEEN JUSTICE. Instead, he loved me, and he let me feel his presence.
So I'm going to suppose on you, and ask you to do something, because it worked for me. Try to reach out to god for one month. Just one month, read one chapter out of the new testament every night, and pray every night. Don't just ask for things, vent to god, tell him what troubles you, ask to be in his presence, be honest, he already knows what you are feeling, but he wants you to tell him. If you have to YELL AT HIM. Just get it out in the open. Ask him to show himself to you, and make him real to you. I promise you, he will.
When I started turn back to god, it was weird, because, I didn't do it consciously, but I slowly over the period of a few months took all the energy I had been putting into inappropriate content, or trying to find a woman, or worrying about any million of other things, and I put that energy into seeking god, and man did it pay off. Gods holding his hand out to you, you just have to take it.