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When I was younger I had delusions of evil people living in my neighborhood that were out to get me. I believed that they were trying to suck all of the good healthy energy out of the local part. (Like, the magical life force energy.) Well, and I believed I knew about this and they knew I knew and they were out to get me. I actually had "friends" who reinforced this delusion by going along with me and saying they believed it, too. This is when I was 19-23 years old, so for that many years I lived in fear of these people that did not exist, and had "friends" who allowed me to believe it and went along with it.
But what could they do? Tell me I was crazy? That would have made me mad. Tell me to get help or try to help me? I had no one try to help me, but if I had been medicated the delusion might have gone away. I didn't even realize this was a delusion until about a month ago, and that has been over 10 years! I had completely forgotten about it until I drove past my old neighborhood, park, and the place I thought these evil people were.
I'm sorry I'm not more help. Delusions are such a hard thing. I just don't know how you can help them and not support the belief at the same time. :(
See, I would say things like, "I saw this car and it had 6 wheels instead of 4, so I know it was them, and they were following me. I saw 2 cars, one was like a sports car but the other was a cop car, so I know it wasn't a real cop car and they're just trying to throw me off. But I can feel the evil energy at that building and I know that's where they are and you can feel it in the park like a sick feeling."
Now, what would my "friends" do? "Oh yeah, I feel that way at the park too, and look that building has no sign, that must mean something.." or "Well, my sister works downtown and when she's on her smoke break she sees 6 wheeled cop cars going in and out of a government building parking garage."
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These are true things that people actually did and said. So, how exactly was that supposed to help me? It only made it worse. These people are no longer in my life due to other circumstances but it put me back so many years in my recovery it makes me mad to think about it.