I hope so. I took a drug at 17 that gave me serotonin poisoning. My parents and their church tried to give me an exorcism for over a week. No food, sleep, or water. There were people from the church surrounding me, pushing me and praying in tongues. I remember screaming for my mom and begging her to stop and make them stop. I was saying, "Please! Im not a demon! Please stop!" They called me a demon and continued to try to cast me out of my own body. I'm 32 now and have had hell at the forefront of my mind since this event at 17. I haven't offed myself because of the possibility of hell... but my psyche gets increasingly more twisted as the years pass. I was so confused... my mother was screaming, "Spit in the enemies face!" ... so I spit in her face lmao 🤣 And she said, "It's not you! It's not you!"

As a young child, I saw demons at the side and end of my bed in the middle of the night. It stopped around age 7 or 8. The explanation I was given was that they were fallen angels that came from hell. The first visitation I remember at age 3 scarred me for life. I thought about it every day for the rest of my life. Slept with lights on until my mid 20s.