Well, generally speaking and as a matter of ethics one would generally want to have the person themselves seek their own health, but if and when it comes to chronic wasting diesase that becomes another matter. What you must do is listen to your friend. He has choosen such an out in the field religion because of his or her basic insecurity and starved need of attention. The more outrageous the better as in negative attention is better than no attention. So what you have to do is sit down with your friend and listen, but not just listen as is your wont, but to really listen with profound, focused powerful attention to every word she wishes to express. This is the puss from the wound squeeze, the psychic exhaustion of a pent up need. It will have the effect of letting go suddenly of a roap as in a tug of war. The bias of not being listened too will drain like an arterial bleed, perhaps not the best analogy here, but you get the idea. Then you must hold them for the inevitable gush of tears that will follow such catharsis. Hold them and rock them and say it will be OK. Let them mourn for their lost soul, for the child that died within and when they have mourned and mourned the pain will wash away. We float like bobbers in a tank of sh!t afraid to submurge. But we are trapped in an overturned boat and must dive to reach fresh air. Once the core event, the grief of loss has been touched the relief will be so profound that the chains of brainwashing will fade away. We are flys in fly paper because without our true selves we seek anthing and all that promises us some alternate surrogate erzots meaning. Good luck and lay off any snacks you might find laying about your friends place.