My psychiatrist didn’t make any specific diagnosis.
I was bit paranoid. I thought television and newspapers were talking to/about me. If there was a group of people on street and they stopped talking or had a laugh I thought it was about me.
But luckily I didn’t go insane. Somewhere in my mind I knew what I was experiencing was not real. I was pretty open towards meds and treatment.
My psychiatrist told me that I have severe social anxiety. And that anxiety dissolved my ego. And the condition started mimicking psychosis.
And you know problem with psychopathology is that every patient has unique problem. Sometimes they don’t fit into certain predetermined criteria like say paranoid schizophrenia.
Some patients experience various symptoms which don’t fit into one single illness. It’s same with me.
According to serious mentally ill patients and their experiences I feel lucky. And also disappointed that I still can’t face my anxieties and problems head-on.