The only thing I can think of that brought something this dark upon me was things I did as a teenager. By dark I mean fighting off demonic possession and witches. So when I was 16 or 17 I went to this witchcraft website that had a bunch of spells and I just wanted to see a ghost or demon, I did not want a pact or anything but I guess when you try to summon them that is indirectly seeking a pact. I chanted, not very well...I didnt use any objects or alters just waited till the witching hour. Needless to say nothing unusual happened for 8 years. 8 years later everything went to hell literally. Despite chanting as a teen that one time I never really believed in the supernatural, never was scared by movies relating to the supernatural, never bought a ouija board so obviously it took me a long time to even remember that website and the silly chanting. Now after what I've been through I think I can safely say I survived a "wild hunt". Wild hunts are when spirits of the dead or demons come to earth to take people away or drive them crazy. They drove me crazy...they were attacking a lot of people actually....some reptilian guy told me they were "thinning the herd" and that I would survive if I stayed out of their way? I hope thats true. Thankfully there are no high ranking witches in my family who sold my soul before I was born like in that movie. But movies like Hereditary and Rosemary's Baby I can never look at the same way again.