I was diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia when I was 22. I could hardly pronounce the darn word. I had no clue what it meant but I know that people were chasing me. There were these bad guys, a whole bunch of them, bad vampires who were trying to kill me. They would follow me everywhere I went. They would stand outside my house. They would prey on me in college. I could see them even with my eyes closed. I could feel their presence right outside my window.
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