I prayed to Satan and it helped

Since I was a kid, I’ve been plagued by extreme nightmares—vivid, terrifying dreams about Satan and his demons. My parents would pray with me, but the comfort was always fleeting. Eventually, they gave up trying, and I was allowed to play with Legos late into the night, often falling asleep on the floor.

As an adult, the nightmares didn’t stop. They grew darker—gruesome and horrifying in ways I could then only describe as ‘demonic.’

Two years ago, I left the Borg and began realizing how absurd it was to believe the Bible stories. I quickly lost faith in anything supernatural. With that, the nightmares vanished. For the first time in my life, I was sleeping peacefully.

But last night, I had a scary dream. Even after waking up in the middle of the night, I couldn’t shake the fear it left behind. Just to challenge how irrational the fear was, I passionately prayed to Satan, asking him to send all his demons to keep me awake.

Within seconds, the fear vanished. I actually laughed at how ridiculous it all was, then went back to sleep like a baby. It’s wild to think how terrified I would’ve been to do something like that back when I was a JW.