But I haven't changed doctrine, just confidence.
My point, though, is that there are Xian views (a small minority, now) that see two hells.
The first is the grave. Yippee, we all die. "Hell has no control over you" = "the grave ..." The dead know nothing. They sleep. And they're in the grave, wherever that is. (For my father, for example, it's a metal urn sitting on the floor in the corner, under where my violin is hanging. Hi, dad, hope you like how I play Vivaldi's "Summer" concerto! Oh, wait, "liking" would involve knowing what's happening. He's dead.)
The second is basically a trash incinerator. That was gehenna, the valley of the sons of Hinnom outside of Jerusalem, which was a dump where people burned their refuse. At the end, only those who reject the opportunity are disposed of. Not to suffer forever in rejection or loneliness or whatever. Just gone. In the narrative, however you construct it, at some point there's no place for such a hell and there's no mention of it. They're dead, forgotten, and everybody else moves on.
The rest is what Greek or Middle Eastern myths about the afterlife became after being syncretized and massaged into something useful by the church a couple of centuries after Paul, as amended as needed in later centuries.