This is a weird story. When I was like 8, my mom took me to see a movie with George Burns in it. It was called "Oh God, You Devil." It was a nice funny movie. But a guy sold his soul to the devil and God eventually won it back in a game of poker. But even though it was a comedy, it scared the hell out of me. I honestly believed for a while that the Devil was after my soul.
As I got older, I began to think I may have been schizophrenic. It was scary. Finally, I had a complete mental breakdown. I won't tell you about it because I guarantee you will have nightmares. I still get nightmares thinking about what I went through. It was horrifying. But it was because of my OCD. OCD makes you get anxious about things. However, most people with OCD don't really believe in the things that scare them. Still, they get anxious about it and perform little rituals to make them feel better.
See, Schizophrenics believe what they witness is true. People with OCD don't. That's one of the reasons OCD is such a crippling illness. You struggle to control things that you don't even believe exist. It's weird.
The reason I don't believe in the Devil is hard to explain. When I had my breakdown, it was the Devil that I was scared of. It was Jesus who calmed me down. Directly, I know he was in the room with me at my weakest moment.
So yeah, it's complicated. Even psychologists need therapy