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    If you really believe the things you’re saying, you need to check yourself into a hospital. The odds that this is rea–as opposed to being a delusion–are very, very low. Some of the things you’re talking about are mutually exclusive; for instance, Hell’s Angels don’t mix with Bloods, because Hell’s Angels is a white MC (or, has enough wildly racist members that no non-white person is likely to get patched in), and the Bloods are a black street gang. These are not groups that play together. Then you add in right wing militias, which have very nearly zero crossover with either of them. (And Freemasons? They’re just a fraternal order, not really any different than the Kiwanis Club.)

    If your therapist didn’t believe you, and was trying to get you on medication, that’s a really, really strong indication that you need medication.

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      Plus, hey, OP. If you believe this, and truly think that your therapist really has it wrong, okay. There’s a process for this. Go out and get a second opinion. But if they both agree…I mean, look. There are people in the world who do have paranoid delusions. Those people are real. And they certainly aren’t making up the situation they’re seeing. It feels real to them. The condition wouldn’t exist if someone could just easily shrug it off. If you go to multiple experts and they say “I’ve looked through your case, and I’m pretty sure you really need these meds”, I mean, you gotta have some point where you’re willing to take their word for it. Otherwise, how would you ever be able to pick up on paranoia if you did have it?

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        I’ve seen other people end up like this due to interactions with the same people. That’s where the realness comes from. No one believed them either. I didn’t believe them at the time. But that was years ago. They told me to my face things that I now realize are true. Not to mention is textbook crime methods and they, the abuser, openly brags about these types of actions in music.

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          What you’re describing is textbook schizophrenia. You don’t have any specifics; everything is vague. You say as much in your question. This belief that you can see something that no one else can, and that everyone is part of a grand conspiracy, that’s classic paranoia.

          Medication can relieve those fantastical fears.

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          I think there must be some disciplined way to differentiate between delusion and apprehension of a real situation, don’t you?

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            Yeah. I notice when it’s paranoia and when it’s real. I know this is real now. Because I’ve fucked with them back. There’s an exact time frame after I pissed a certain person off. That person is very well connected with the underground lifestyle. I was completely fine before that event.

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              I will say it’s pretty fucked up how the notion of a textbook delusion involving one being targeted by a group, socially isolates any individual who is targeted by a group.

              I have an extremely rich fellow dedicating millions to an ongoing campaign. It’s personal, and it’s tailor made for me. I’m quite socially isolated anyway, so there’s no one close enough to me to care, let alone actually believe me when I say my reasons for believing this.