When I thought everyone’s thoughts were connected to me and this other dude. Me and him were as part of evolution becoming the universal conscience, slowly appearing in everyone’s mind in the world. Very stressful times cos I had to watch what I’m thinking.
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I slid into psychosis in a workplace of 300 people. Lots of strange stuff happening and a bit of erotomania. I still don’t know if I did it but I think I flashed my willy at this girl! Like wtf but no one ever said anything and I was sliding into heavy psychosis.
I still honestly don’t know if that happened or if it was my imagination. Just had to leave it all behind me and move on!
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I also had this notion one day that everyone was listening to me, and I had to moooove reeaallyyy slloooww so as not to scare anyone with my “powers”.
Belief is mostly gone now. At least the “move slow so as not to freak out the universe” part. Still feel like I’m being watched.
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Thinking I was responsible for the end of the world, and also responsible for rebuilding it by improving myself as a person so everyone remaining could follow suit; honestly, that latter delusion made me pretty productive for a while lol.
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My memories from it were related to when I was a kid and all the gangs for drugs and sex were in my hometown and I was reliving the pain of it again and I thought they were still after me.
The doctors all thought it was pure delusion, but my sister said that years ago there was a truth to it.
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Erotomania: I cleaned the house, waiting for a beautiful lady who didn’t even know me.
Paranoia: anxiety attack while thinking about all the cameras through which aliens spy on me.
Auditory hallucinations: i was in bliss and rapture hearing Goddess Annette.
Love letter: I wrote a love letter asking Annette to marry me.
These are some of the first memories
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I use to think I was going to be kidnapped. I still think about this sometimes. I try to rationalize thinking no one has any reason to kidnap me, but I feel a bit scared.
I had severe psychosis in a very public workplace. My coworkers were actually super nice and kept trying to get me on company insurance. I’m still embarrassed about it but I think it’s time to move on. Erotomania is a hard one as well. I thought a certain roommate was in love with me while they were boinking another roommate. He just seemed to laugh it off and I moved out pretty quickly while psychotic. That apartment was a mess. Rent was the cheapest I could find in Boston but holy crap was it dirty. My roommates were satanists (this isn’t a delusion they painted pentagrams all over the f-cking house) and the parties were absolutely wild. Like hundreds of people, hard drugs, and police vans wild. After that I was homeless for a bit and wandered to another state and lived in a barn till my parents found me.
For me full blown psychotic episodes are mostly fuzzy in my memory but I do have snapshots like a picture of a bloody room, or me standing across the yard or room, or fetuses in trees or snakes in the river. They flash in my mind and bring a creepy feeling with it and I don’t think I’ll ever forget. It’s sort of like PTSD or something.
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