I moved cities 2yrs ago to be close with my family and have a fresh start after struggling alone for 18yrs.
After a few weeks of being here, I began to feel as if I was being followed by police or someone.
I was living with a friend and his parents for a while prior to moving, this was an on and off circumstance due to struggling to find a place to rent. I had a feeling in my stomach that they were up to something sinister and that they were drugging me. They used to belittle me and made me feel I couldn't cope on my own and that I needed them in order to survive. They would steal money from me, make me work on their property, belittle me and overall made me feel inadequate at life. They would interfere with my girlfriend and relationships and I began to feel isolated and helpless. My friends dad said a few times that he had the feeling like hurting and killing. His mum was a hypochondriac and would tell me every year that this was likely going to be her last year alive (for 15yrs). She knew whether I had been masterbating or not. Identified some features of my body that I never exposed to her and tried to control me.
My friend has schizophrenia and his mum would constantly give him weed and kept him in a psychosis for several years. I wanted to help him desperately but couldn't. I had to develop a plan to leave when they went out of the house and waited for my opportunity to pack up and go. The day I had the opportunity to leave, I loaded up my little hatchback with whatever would fit inside plus my dog and drove 10hours into the night to seek refuge from them and be close to my family.
After a few weeks I began to feel as if I was being followed by what I suspected is the police. I feared that my friends parents had done something awful and I was being framed for it. I thought that they were mixed up in dealing hard drugs and that I was going to be the fall guy, or that they were going to kill an ex girlfriend or someone I knew. They knew everything about me - I have a tendency to overshare and had a difficult upbringing so presumed I'd be a suitable fall guy.
I went to hospital due to an apparent psychosis not long after moving close to my family. When I came out I felt okay - however 6 months later began to feel the same thoughts of paranoia. Went to hospital again to get help - taking anti psychotics and it went away. Then around the same time this year the same thing happened. Now I don't know if I'm losing my mind or if this is real. Help
