The devil exists. I know because he tormented me for years through people who were involved in the occult. The assaults affected me mentally, physically, spiritually and emotionally. The attacks were so vicious they distorted the way I saw and perceived everything. They affected my thoughts, my relationships, my ability to experience joy, and over time, they literally changed the person I was into someone I no longer recognized. My emotions were so hampered that I was unable to communicate or live my life in the way I always had.
As I sank deeper into darkness, my hope for freedom began to fade and I fell helplessly into despair. My strength was so sapped that I believed I would remain in that place forever. It was at that point that the Lord reached down and pulled me from the pit, and in all His mercy began to lead me on a journey toward hope and healing.
I have been Catholic my entire life, but it was only through this trial that I discovered how rich with remedy the Catholic Church actually is. It was through the sacraments that the Lord saved me, and through the Eucharist that I was sustained. The Lord slowly renewed my strength and taught me exactly what I needed to do to conquer the devil.