Sometimes I believe that I’m in some type of limbo, but still alive in that hospital bed. And that someone or something knows that it would get in trouble for what’s been done to me here if and when I wake up in the hospital.
Probably a delusion, but still.
I shouldn’t share these things since it could probably be used against me.
@Lexicon I believe you are unstable. I too thought I had died and gone to Heaven when I first got out of the mental institution, but I was unstable. Please tell your pdoc about what you believe. Only a med adjustment can probably fix your fears.
I temporarily beloved that I had died, was dead for 3 days, crawled out of the grave and was Christ returned to Earth/ Fortunately, that delusion only lasted a couple months. It was pretty intense. I am also an Atheist so being Christ returned was quite something. I actually thought I was going to abolish religion as Christ. Crazy. I am glad that one went away. I also believed that I would die and come back merged with God so I took all my meds and cut my wrist and waited to die. That was 7 months ago. I haven’t had a psychotic break since then although I still deal with my standard delusion on a daily basis.
I believed I was in a coma, and that only by killing myself in my coma dream, would I wake up.
NOTE! I am NOT telling you to do anything of the kind. You are not in limbo, or in a coma.
I agree with @jukebox you should tell your pdoc about this. If you get worse, you could be putting your life in danger.
Not judging, I’m just concerned.
My pdoc appointment isn’t for another 2 weeks+. It’s annoying how long I’ve had to wait for an appointment, longer than a month, but that’s how it goes I guess. Still very fustrating and inconvenient.
I agree and know the feeling 
Hope you don’t take a turn for the worse before you meet with her/him.
I sure hope not, because I’ve been getting SO much better for the past two weeks. I’ve been reading again and enjoying it, with minimal symptoms. I really hope I can maintain that until my appointment.
That’s awesome! I have a lot of trouble when it comes to reading. Some days are better than others, some months are better than others.
If you can focus on reading, then you are probably not about to get worse within a couple of weeks. At least that’s the way it is for me. Don’t know about you though.
Glad to hear you are enjoying reading again 
I had that same delusion. First I thought it was the Rapture and I was left behind. Then I had similar thoughts as you. Thought that I died and was in hell. I thought the hospital was hell and the nurses were demons. Scarily they (really) played a movie about hell, with fire etcetera, on the tv in the hospital, which made me more afraid. I hoped Jesus was still going to come and save me and was praying all the time. When I started praying in the garden, I was put in separation. I thought I was especially bad, being put in a worse place than the others even in hell.
I hope you will do well until your next appointment with the pdoc.
Sounds VERY similar to my hospital experiences.
Good literature is keeping me sane, thankfully.
its strange how a lot of these delusions with death have to do with jesus and hell. I was off my meds a couple of moths ago, only for less than two weeks. thought I didn’t need them anymore (i was wrong, lol). Anyhoo, i heard guiding voices, and after turning to Christianity for months before, i figured they were from angels or the holy spirit watching over me. which i still believe is what happened. however one afternoon driving around following where the voices took me (why not, lol), i ended up at a place near an air base (which i was trying to find a day or two earlier), where fighter jets were taking off, circling round my car, then landing again. while i was there i started hearing voices telling me i was Jesus, and to try to come to terms with the fact. i kept denying this. instead i thought that Jesus was just within me sooo much that i felt i WAS him. i thought i was being such a good Christian by following the word of God so much that the grace of God was within me way more than normal. as Christianity teaches, the better you are, the more God is within you. i had told a friend days before that Jesus was carrying me and that soon i will walk on my own again with the strength of the Lord. Is it possible that we do feel Jesus within us when we are needing him most, and when that feeling slips away we feel like we are in hell? i know its a VERY Christian perspective, and after reading this thread i realise how many people feel like this.
sorry if this is a crazy explanation, i have just always looked for spiritual answers to my illness, and after seeking God and the bible, things have become clearer.
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though i don’t recommend following voices for where to go in your car. the other times i did a voice told me to go straight ahead through traffic lights and i nearly hit an ambulance who had his sirens on as he went through the red light, and the other time i ran out of fuel looking for a service station, but i did see a snake on the road, hahaha. not cool
I once thought I was in Purgatory because after I came out of the Ward I saw old pictures of me my Mom had been looking at and the clouds seemed to be moving more quickly than normal for Summer (turned out that was the remnants of a tropical storm in the area at the time). People seemed to be saying strange things as I was hallucinating badly. I eventually snapped out of it but it was strange.
Sounds like a hell of a trip, left you much to reflect on in the afterglow.
yes I was convinced in the delusion I was dead, I asked the nurse ‘‘am I dead?’’ her reply was im no angel , a mean nurse
yes it sure was. the best explanation I can come up with is that I basically got scared to death from the hallucinations, had a near death experience and came back because I was physically healthy.