I told Sean I had a nightmare about hell the other night.

I told him this because we were talking about dreams and i had one about one of his cats. I then mentioned, the hell one, because it's the second one i've had this year.

He looked at me and said he knew why i was having dreams about Hell.

I asked him why.

He said he didn't want to tell me because I would get upset.

I said i wouldn't get upset. I pinky swore.

So he says:

Sean: Maybe you were visiting somewhere there. Maybe the dream is representing a place someone you love currently resides

Me: ???? who would i be visiting in hell ????

Sean: Well, you know, i mean, your best friend did kill herself---according to the bible---

Me: (complete shock and utter disgust)

Sean: You said you wouldn't get mad

Me: You just said my best friend is in hell because she killed herself

Me: (hysterical crying)

Sean: (silence)