A sub-heading under comfort is identity . It hurts to be surrounded by those who believe while being undecided or unbelieving. One can instantly go from a state of isolation to a state of kinship simply by adopting a belief. Some of us are belief impared, and not ashamed of it. I, personally, am so skeptical that I look upon common skepticism with great suspicion.
Common skepticism can easily decay into a belief system itself.
I choose not to have a belief on the matter. For instance, I believe that this padded chair is not going to give out under me. I'm very relaxed in this chair right now. If it does give out, if it sends me smashing onto the barely carpeted concrete floor, I will feel only slight pangs of guilt for having been so presumptuous. There is a way to gauge the absurdity of a belief.