VictoriousBrownFlower
Well-Known Member
i wanted to start this post off by saying i have a mental disorder (schizoaffective bipolar type) so i took the little signs as just my mental disorder but something happed when i was manic and i just couldnt shake it.
My dad died 4 yrs ago august. After that i went bat S#*t crazy.... We ended up moving from my house to an apt because my mom couldnt afford the house payments after my dads death.
Thats where it began. When we first moved into the apt there would be times that someone would just open my front door and leave stuff. The most memorable was a shoe rack. I heard the door open( we have an alarm that beeps when the door opens) and a boom like someone dropped a big package on the floor. I go out there and look and its this weird wooden and metal square. I look at it and examine it but can't fig out what it is. It looked like a shoe rack but an unuseable one. I just move it to the corner and didn't think about it.
Then i hear the door open and close again. I think its my brother the whole time so I'm not stressing. I go back and it looks llike a functioning shoe rack. I tell my mom she says its my brother.
I started thinking something was wrong when i went out into the living room area one day and something caught my eye. In the kitchen there was a huge knife sitting there on the counter. I asked my mom where it came from. She said she must have been using it and left it there.
I WAS SHOOK.. I go through bouts where my mental disorder takes over and i think i'm psychic. I thought i was edgar cayce(thats the delusion) I called the A.R.E (edgar cayce's institute) and told them I was edgar cayce. They transfered me to someones voicemail.. I left a bunch of prob random voicemails but (GET THIS) there was one point i wanted cigarettes and asked her to give me some.... I FOUND THEM IN MY TOP DRAWER FOR DAYS!!!!! I thought i manifested them...
Cut to moving out on my own..... I have an electronic lock. U get in through an app on ur phone. I think he can unlock it. I kept finding the door unlocked. I just thought i was forgetting to lock the door and didnt worry. IT stopped for like a few months... then all of a sudden one day i look and its unlocked. i heard someone messing with the lock one day too.
Okay so heres the scary part. I went manic around july/aug and thought i was psychic again. I saw someone in my bathroom. I thought it was a spirit but i was nervous. I closed the bathroom door and tried to let it go but i couldnt shake the idea i just saw someone. I thought it was George Floyd. He was tall, skinny, black, long face, maybe 20's-early 30's, wearing round gold/silver glasses.
I was afraid to be in the house so went outside. I live in the city so i went to the area where people chill and just sat out there. Some older black lady sat next to me and we talked. I was really out of it. I finally got the courage to go back in my apt and no one was there. I thought i saw george floyd and left it at that. I'm finally sane for the first time in a min and i'm in shock at whats been going on right under my nose. i told the police and they wrote a report. i finally got up the courage to tell my mom yesterday and she said we're gonna get one of those door stops for the door so u cant open it from the outside.
i'm so sorry this is so long. i just had to get that off my chest. am i doing this right. i dont know what to do. i had social anxiety and agoraphobia for the last 17 yrs. i secluded myself severely because of it. I'm finally on the right combo of meds and i'm free from the fear of what people think of me but i'm waking up to this. there was a man in my house!!!!!
My dad died 4 yrs ago august. After that i went bat S#*t crazy.... We ended up moving from my house to an apt because my mom couldnt afford the house payments after my dads death.
Thats where it began. When we first moved into the apt there would be times that someone would just open my front door and leave stuff. The most memorable was a shoe rack. I heard the door open( we have an alarm that beeps when the door opens) and a boom like someone dropped a big package on the floor. I go out there and look and its this weird wooden and metal square. I look at it and examine it but can't fig out what it is. It looked like a shoe rack but an unuseable one. I just move it to the corner and didn't think about it.
Then i hear the door open and close again. I think its my brother the whole time so I'm not stressing. I go back and it looks llike a functioning shoe rack. I tell my mom she says its my brother.
I started thinking something was wrong when i went out into the living room area one day and something caught my eye. In the kitchen there was a huge knife sitting there on the counter. I asked my mom where it came from. She said she must have been using it and left it there.
I WAS SHOOK.. I go through bouts where my mental disorder takes over and i think i'm psychic. I thought i was edgar cayce(thats the delusion) I called the A.R.E (edgar cayce's institute) and told them I was edgar cayce. They transfered me to someones voicemail.. I left a bunch of prob random voicemails but (GET THIS) there was one point i wanted cigarettes and asked her to give me some.... I FOUND THEM IN MY TOP DRAWER FOR DAYS!!!!! I thought i manifested them...
Cut to moving out on my own..... I have an electronic lock. U get in through an app on ur phone. I think he can unlock it. I kept finding the door unlocked. I just thought i was forgetting to lock the door and didnt worry. IT stopped for like a few months... then all of a sudden one day i look and its unlocked. i heard someone messing with the lock one day too.
Okay so heres the scary part. I went manic around july/aug and thought i was psychic again. I saw someone in my bathroom. I thought it was a spirit but i was nervous. I closed the bathroom door and tried to let it go but i couldnt shake the idea i just saw someone. I thought it was George Floyd. He was tall, skinny, black, long face, maybe 20's-early 30's, wearing round gold/silver glasses.
I was afraid to be in the house so went outside. I live in the city so i went to the area where people chill and just sat out there. Some older black lady sat next to me and we talked. I was really out of it. I finally got the courage to go back in my apt and no one was there. I thought i saw george floyd and left it at that. I'm finally sane for the first time in a min and i'm in shock at whats been going on right under my nose. i told the police and they wrote a report. i finally got up the courage to tell my mom yesterday and she said we're gonna get one of those door stops for the door so u cant open it from the outside.
i'm so sorry this is so long. i just had to get that off my chest. am i doing this right. i dont know what to do. i had social anxiety and agoraphobia for the last 17 yrs. i secluded myself severely because of it. I'm finally on the right combo of meds and i'm free from the fear of what people think of me but i'm waking up to this. there was a man in my house!!!!!
