The end of life

In the midst of all this disaster with my sleeping, I have lost my way religiously completely. One thing that scares me is death though, because what if I "pick" the wrong religion and then I burn in the fires of hell? Well, last night I was with some friends, 2 kids I used to au pair and one of my housemates. We were all chosen to be shoved into a room because it was time to end all of our lives. I became petrified because I didn't know what was going to happen when I died, because I hadn't "chosen" a religion. I began praying frantically, then doubting that that was what I needed to do. At this point in the dream I  remembered that I have nightmare disorder and started wishing that this was a nightmare and that I wasn't really dying. Little did I know I was but people around my that I knew and loved started laughing because they all knew where they were "going" because they had their religious beliefs. 

Woken up at 07h05 after taking a sleeping pill and too scared to go back to sleep. Feel sick to my stomach as usual.