And I thought my OCD is bad. There must be something I can say, or something I can do to help my friend. Please, anything. I can't stand to see her suffer like this.
She's not "depressed" or whatever. She LITERALLY thinks that she actually DIED and actually went to HELL. Isn't that crazy???
What happened was, lately she's been acting like something is extremely wrong. I asked her what's wrong, she went pale and I never saw someone look more scared in my entire life. Then she let me read something she wrote. Here it is ( don't think she cares if I put it here, since she put it on tumblr).
"Me and my mom ate the same poisoned food before bed 14 days ago. We both died in our sleep and now we are in hell together. Things are happening that shouldn't be happening. That's just the devil torturing me mentally.
I'm not even straight anymore, which is the least of my problems. But I feel like I should mention that. Looks like the devil didn't want to leave anything out when he thought about how to make things bad for me.
Right now I'm weak and constipated. I'm also having random aches and pains. That's the devil torturing me physically.
I can't be THAT sick, if I'm getting over a fungal infection in my tongue. I got it very recently and my tongue is already almost back to normal. If I was sick, my immune system wouldn't be so good at fighting a fungal infection. But if I'm healthy, why do I feel so awful? The only explanation is that I'm in hell.
My mom's ulcer is worse than it was before. She's in pain all the time. That's because she's in hell with me.
Also I've been missing church. That's because I can't get there if I'm in hell.
Well I do have a bible in the house which my mom claims is proof I'm not in hell. Yeah right. That's not the real bible. It's just my imagination creating a bible that isn't really there. That's another way the devil is torturing me, by showing me I can't even get comfort from the bible anymore.
Sometimes I hear screaming and I don't know where it's coming from. Must be other souls getting tortured.
I wonder if the devil will ever get bored of this and decide to just put me in flames like everybody else is.
People ask me how I know I'm in hell and what makes me think I am but I just can't explain it. I just...know. It's like there's a little voice in my head that told me or something."
I'm scared for her. Please tell me there's something I can do.
I don't know how or why this idea got in her head.