If Pascal's Wager (or insert your fav apologism here) is the only reason you can face your day, you need everybody around you to be reassuring you that it's sound. Every person who shrugs and finds it unconvincing is a reminder that you've built your life on terror of your life, and an unwillingness to live in the real world. That'd suck, and I guess it does make us sort of mean.

This is explicitly why my previous two relationships (not Elysa - still with her) failed: they admitted that they couldn't stand the thought of me not believing what they do. Even though I wouldn't necessarily come out and disagree with or contradict them very often, the mere fact that I wouldn't agree with them and affirm whatever they said was something they couldn't deal with.