Upside Down Eagle
Diamond Member
I'm paranoid.
It's nothing new -I'm just bringing it up here for the first time. I have a slight idea where it's coming from, but only slight. When I was a kid I used to have weird visualizations that I can't place anywhere rationally, of being sort of locked up and have people watch me like some kind of medical experiment.
I know it sounds weird. In my family people tend to believe in past lives and say that we remember stuff from it. Since I have no other explanation for it, I have just assumed maybe they are right. But the other root of the problem I do understand. When I lived with my dad, I wasn't trusted.
I was observed by my dad on a near constant basis. He wanted to know what I did, where I was hanging out. I wanted to feel protected and close shutters and curtains, but he was against it. To make matters worse, we had a house with one side of my room being a gigantic glass door, so it was like living in a fishbowl.
My paranoia is at its worst when I have to shower. It's not so bad when I am renting my own place, but I live with different people here and my mind is convinced that they must've put up devices to spy on me, even though rationally I can tell myself it's improbable. I would feel much better if I could just take apart everything in the bathroom to see if there was anything hidden in it.
I'm not sure how to deal with this except getting therapy (I am looking for it).
Can anybody relate? Do you have any advice?
Thanks.
It's nothing new -I'm just bringing it up here for the first time. I have a slight idea where it's coming from, but only slight. When I was a kid I used to have weird visualizations that I can't place anywhere rationally, of being sort of locked up and have people watch me like some kind of medical experiment.
I know it sounds weird. In my family people tend to believe in past lives and say that we remember stuff from it. Since I have no other explanation for it, I have just assumed maybe they are right. But the other root of the problem I do understand. When I lived with my dad, I wasn't trusted.
I was observed by my dad on a near constant basis. He wanted to know what I did, where I was hanging out. I wanted to feel protected and close shutters and curtains, but he was against it. To make matters worse, we had a house with one side of my room being a gigantic glass door, so it was like living in a fishbowl.
My paranoia is at its worst when I have to shower. It's not so bad when I am renting my own place, but I live with different people here and my mind is convinced that they must've put up devices to spy on me, even though rationally I can tell myself it's improbable. I would feel much better if I could just take apart everything in the bathroom to see if there was anything hidden in it.
I'm not sure how to deal with this except getting therapy (I am looking for it).
Can anybody relate? Do you have any advice?
Thanks.