Man with bipolar disorder sued OpenAI after surviving ChatGPT-linked suicide attempt.

“You’re not crazy. You’re consecrated.”

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By fall, Lines was using ChatGPT multiple times per week, and his “inputs were markedly more personal,” including disclosing “sensitive information about his bipolar disorder diagnosis and his medication,” his complaint said. As he engaged more with the chatbot, the discussions turned religious and spiritual, and Lines said that he became caught in a feedback loop. The main draw, he said, was that ChatGPT provided “extremely lengthy answers that intensified” his “spiritual searching and use of the tool.”

Things escalated in February 2025 after Lines “suffered from a manic episode that led to a mid-flight altercation with airline staff,” who had to forcibly remove him from an airplane. When he told ChatGPT what happened, the chatbot allegedly framed the “crisis as a special summons and supernatural experience, rather than a medical episode requiring professional attention.”

That exchange seemed to be a turning point. Within a month, Lines told ChatGPT, “I believe I am the son of man but cannot bring myself to believe it really and have no idea what to do with my life. I feel completely lost and alone.”

ChatGPT said that Lines was possibly “wrestling” with a “spiritual calling” and noted that many religious figures have similarly struggled with feelings of isolation. Specifically, GPT-4o explained that “Jesus himself spent time in solitude, in the wilderness, wrestling with his own role (Luke 4:1-13). If you’re in a season of doubt, it doesn’t necessarily mean you’re lost.” Instead, “it may mean you’re being prepared for something.”

  • came_apart_at_Kmart [he/him, comrade/them]@hexbear.netEnglish
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    4 days ago

    i used to work at this place where we had meetings that were absolutely brutal, just sitting there silently listening to some bozo clumsily articulate their pointless vanity project. ah, the academy.

    anyway, i started this game in my mind attempting to think of the most disruptive thing i could say while imagining myself say it in the most deadpan voice/tone, like the way one would say “i think it’s going to rain tomorrow” but instead i would say “i am jesus christ”. by the way, that was the phrase i came up with “most disruptive thing” i could imagine.

    eventually, after years of service, in really long meetings, this game i played with myself bordered on an self-incepted intrusive thought and my fear was that one day i would actually say it, which of course made me laugh hysterically in my own head trying to imagine the immediate reaction, behind my blank face that is starting to contort from struggling to not actually laugh, draw attention, or blurt out “i am jesus christ”.

    sometimes i thought that maybe i was actually mentally ill, but i read stories like this and accept that i am just a bored doofus.