It’s a strange story really. I was tripping balls and I started to think back on all the bad things I had done in my life up to that point. I felt this intense guilt and sense of despair and idk why but I tried praying for the first time since I was a little kid. I felt this instance relief and a warm fuzzy feeling inside. I tried praying a few times after that while sober and had the same feeling that I consider to come from a spiritual experience.

After that I started reading the Bible but I just considered myself a generic Christian. I didn’t go to any church or really have an idea of what the different denominations believed. I ended up reading more into the history of Christianity and from there came to the conclusion that the Catholic Church is a continuation of the church established by Jesus (not trying to pick a fight with any Protestants, I’m just explaining my personal spiritual journey).

As for your friend, maybe it’s a passing phase. I was super zealous when I first converted but chilled out over time. I have to ask, does he go to Latin mass? There’s this weird subset of Catholics who attend these masses that are kind of crazy. Like to the point they don’t believe there’s been a legitimate pope since the 60s or earlier